Saviodsilva


Danny Strack
Poem

I Shook my Favorite Colors

I shook my favorite colors
from my favorite box of crayons.
And rolled them all into a ball
between my sweaty hands.

I used my blue and green of course
and swirled in with the white.
And then I made some people
and then I made them fight.

Under cloudy skies
The good guys win
With my bloody red
I colored it in.

So now my hands
Are stained with shame
So I melt my globe down
And play another game.


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