The Voice of a Colour | An Original Poem

Oh silver, you glitter, glimmer, and shine,
But still quite the same in a different light.

You boast of your proud strength;
The solid frames that hold up buildings,
The sturdy shields that guard us from harm.

And yet at the same time,
You sing of your own sweet beauty;
The sparkling rings we adorn with jewels,
The majestic tiaras we rest on our queens.

Yet then you whisper about control and pain;
Those steely blades that cut and injure,
The heavy bars that contain and hold.

So silver, you glitter, glimmer, and shine,
But perhaps not the same in such different light.

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