Colorless World

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John T. Wurzer

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July twenty-second two thousand and nothing
The aliens crashed through the atmosphere
Parked on the roof of a church full of bigots
Crashed through the windows and ordered a beer
The preacher said maybe a bottle of wine
Would put some color back into your cheeks
While the landscaper cursed another dandelion
And the congregation stared at the freaks
Their leader it seemed was a one-eyed machine
And he spoke in a monotone groan
All this color, said he causes grave misery
It must go and then we'll leave you alone
He mumbled more words that sounded like birds
Being shot in an October storm
A shadow moved through
The red, green, and blue shards of stained glass no longer felt warm

The traffic was gridlocked at a gray signal light
The old movies looked just like the new
The only difference between the dead plants and the live ones
Was that only the live ones still grew
Millions were lost in the parking garages
Couldn't tell on which level they'd parked
During the week of the colorless world
The skies were all gloomy and dark

The spectrum was lost
A cold summer frost clenched its fingers and shut off the sun
The lawyers it seemed were immune and serene, saying
Whose fault is this? Gee this is fun
On late night TV you could get it for free
A sample of what was the cure
A pair of strange glasses that bring back green grasses
But make you ashamed and impure
During day number two the unholy few were selling the world on a song
"The colorless world is a lot better off
We were somewhat misled, we were wrong
The Internet linked to a web site called pink
That was sadly a strange shade of gray
A one week free trial, learn the art of denial
And they charged just a dollar a day

The traffic was gridlocked at a gray signal light
The old movies looked just like the new
The only difference between the dead plants and the live ones
Was that only the live ones still grew
Millions were lost in the parking garages
Couldn't tell on which level they'd parked
During the week of the colorless world
The skies were all gloomy and dark

Days three, four, and five left the bees in the hive
Confused, frustrated and lazy
Suicide rates left the pearly gates understaffed
Overwhelmed, and half crazy
The world's greatest minds, had adjusted their blinds
Hoping no one would ever look in
Those who weren't scheming were silently dreaming
And those who weren't dreaming would sin
The barrooms were packed with theories and fact
The six o'clock news was still on
The drunkards and fools, were ignoring the rules
And looting fine jewels until dawn
The National Guard held the senator's yards
And patrolled better sections of town
While the rest of the city got no funds and no pity
Block by block, home by home, it burned down

The traffic was gridlocked at a gray signal light
The old movies looked just like the new
The only difference between the dead plants and the live ones
Was that only the live ones still grew
Millions were lost in the parking garages
Couldn't tell on which level they'd parked
During the week of the colorless world
The skies were all gloomy and dark

In search of a fix, they met on day six
The religious and government leaders
In a chat room they chatted from their office chairs padded
With taxes and tithing from cheaters
They deemed and declared at full day of prayer
Effective sunrise on day seven
Hoping massive devotion would stir an emotion
With the wise one enthroned up in heaven
The seventh day came. It started to rain
The survivors began to assemble
From New York to Bombay, they chanted and prayed
Until the skies turned to black and then trembled
In the once racist chapel they stared down a gray apple
And an off-white bottle of wine
While out in the haze
The landscaper praised the sight of a fresh dandelion

The traffic was gridlocked at a gray signal light
The old movies looked just like the new
The only difference between the dead plants and the live ones
Was that only the live ones still grew
Millions were lost in the parking garages
Couldn't tell on which level they'd parked
During the week of the colorless world
The skies were all gloomy and dark

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