Colours Are Drifting Poem by DM W

Colours Are Drifting



Colours are drifting
Far from their place in the world.
Ice caps are melting.
Verdant forests are dying.
Ancient myths have been
Replaced by new fantasies.
Yet, alas, we are
No better off. Indeed we're
Now separated
From centuries of wisdom.

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