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Music and Color
Anonymous Thomas
The fireworks of fourth of July, are admired by everyone.
By all the boys and girls.
By all the men and women.
The fireworks of fourth of July. Everyone sees the pretty colors. All but I. All but I and everyone else who is blind.
I hear the sounds of
the fireworks of fourth of July. I hear explosions.
I hear them come from above.
The sky explodes with color.
I can see it, but I look away in sadness, and just hear the sounds of bombs, and I only smell the pollution fill the heavens.
Anonymous Thomas has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Anonymous's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Anonymous's latest works: