Friday, 1 July 2016


I've got a feeling, the first rainbow was in black and white,
I'll need colourful text, so a chameleon crawls when I write,
Am so comfortable in this black skin, but still likes it white,
Am colouring my world, playing with colours when I write.  

"Colour Play"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

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