Black and White - November-7

Those days are gone

Slipped out through the window

Those days are gone with time

I gave myself a chance

To overthrow the meaning

I gave myself a chance

To understand

Black and white

Memories to become

Sterile and dry

Black and white

Frames to fade in the sun

Preciously shrouded

The day will come

Sneaking through the back door

The day will come to spy

Do not expect a change

To make your own decision

Do not expect a change

To spur you on

This world is painted in black and white

It’s out of time

Black reaches out to the farthest light

White washes out the remains