The world in sahdes

Black and white, we run and hide.
Between these walls our lives divide.

  We rise, we fall,
    we break these walls,
and the world turns a shade of grey.

    Enraged in grey we fight each other,
 and forget that once,
        we were brothers.

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[Patrick Gerlits]

Possibly in the world that this poem is comprised of, there are only colors--no physical manifestations of ourselves...only the color grey. And even so that we are all grey and no walls stand to seperate us...we still choose to destroy eachother. Though we may be "brothers" it doesn't matter as this is all a "grey" area. Maybe no one cares.

Thanks for that image.