Gray World is a poem written by Jemica M. Colasito and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Stuck with Memories for the month of October
They were walking and marching synchronously,
Moving and turning harmoniously,
The trends and patterns were evident.
No one was allowed to act violently,
Or else they will be punished relentlessly.
The gray world had its laws.
All must obey and conform.
All mouths must shut and heads must bow,
No voice, no doubt, no soul, no sound.
Until a red ball appeared in the hall,
Bouncing and rolling off the walls.
Leaving red stains both big and small,
Before it was shot dead and rolled.
They picked it up and tears were shed.
Their hearts were heavy, stout, and bent.
The flames of courage sparked in their eyes.
Their hope was seen to arise and shine.
They marched and began to break the ground.
The walls started to tremble and crack.
The hall was put in death and grave.
The stones and smoke were left opaque.
The hall of freedom ignited the way
They raised their hands and started to pray.
The force of spirit filled the air
Courageous hearts started to share.
The gray world was now filled with dazzling colors.
Wrapped with strength, and, blaze, and grace.
The drums of change echoed across the land.
- Hoping to be heard by other gray hands.⁸