Bold the colors of my essence,
yet bland the colors of my being,
so often hidden with the fears of circumstance,
and true to self a double edged sword,
when misunderstood by many.
Judgement placates truth in temporary stance,
and mud may stick from vile tongues,
but I should not limit my colours,
for fear of what may come,
just for the sake of reprieve.
Humility begs forgiveness,
for prideful self earns not display,
and I struggle with ambiguity
when I must be who I am regardless,
and those who reject their own place to find.
Bold are my colors and my intention,
and those who cannot see are blind to me,
so why do I truncate my will to standing by,
when ill presents itself and life awry,
when truly I should stand firm for my belief.
God given this me, regardless of perception,
and I shall stand for the paradigm of love,
where no thought can overcome,
and peace in my heart shall reign
beyond the blame of those who hold onto malice.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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