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)