On The Run From Colours

Green misled me into the woods.

Blue tried to drown me in the sea.

White smothered me in balls of clouds.

Yellow caught me on a double yellow line.

Red greeted me with hands of blood.

Brown imprisoned my steps in clay.

Black offered to close my eyes in sleep.

But a nightmare got in the way.

Now even grey looks out to get me.

Fog, what are you? Friend or enemy?

© John Agard from The Rainmaker Danced (Hodder)