Colours are what they are.

Paintings are made of many shades
They hold memories that don’t fade
They should be windows not blinds
Colours are meant to beautify
Stamp oneness of diversity

If we were to be colour-blind
There won’t be telling our binds
Colours are colours and no more
Spice on the recipe of life
Not to be the dividing knife

Colours can’t be our barrier
They should be the unifier
Let’s let the brain run unbridled
Bias mars the picture we see
Openness makes the stream run free

Thomas Tee2emm Bot