Poetry

A Study in Green

Green is the dream
of the desert and
green is the lush
growth
growing
over the
graves of
the brave
war dead
and those
freshly printed
American bills
filling the coffers
of defense contractors
and green is the envy
of the plenty held firm
by the few
and the color of the eggs
and the color of the ham
in the simpler world
of Sam-I-am
but green isn’t green at all
to a colorblind man
so . . .
what of it?

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