i like them both (and other observations)

colors

When you're young
being different is a target on your back.
Children can be cruel motherfuckers.
You can't show colors to the black and white world.
Beg for eyes of blue, a savior, or a disappearing act.

But when you grow
different is beautiful.
Cherished by most.
The lucky few who held their colors at bay
flourish
finally.
Survivors had their colors beaten away
to perish.

So young were us
when they laughed at us
for the colors of our souls.
Teach the young from the start
to have a loving and armored heart
for the bastards of the world.

-11/18/2017