Gray Heart


wired with filaments of steel
& zinc cybernetic cables
wrapped in metallic molds
& pin-striped business labels
this heart has becomes
an ash-colored haze
peppered with plutonium grey

inside
I desire to be any color
that dances or flutters -
to be a rose, or scarlet
& soar though a spectrum of hues
instead of a single bland
solidarity color
afraid to be different
or speak with a holler

forget the colors of mediocrity
& shades of bland conformity

forget the tints that arise
from compromising halfway
never shining brighter
than a dead leaden grey

be the colors
you were born to be:
whether that's black, blue,
yellow, or green!

Don't pretend to be
every friggin' possible thing
because if you mix each color
only grey is seen
 		Gray Heart - an art work by T Newfields

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Copyright (c) 1997, 2008 by T Newfields. All rights reserved.
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Soo: Grey is de codex of de-individualization. When you strip yourself ah individuality & join a kor-rec-tive, grey results.
Philyra: Yeah, grey is what happens when Chlorox bleach meets the depths of our souls. When people compromise too much,there's no clarity, power, or conviction.
Ellesha: On the other hand, grey is perfectly neutral & has a curious flexibility. It's not so hard for grey to manifest into other shades.
Philyra: You don't get the point. We are never neutral. As long as we are in this world, we must make choices & invariably manifest some shade. That needn't indicate your core identity, but you should take responsibility for the choices you are making.