How things change.

Alive and frantic;
Only watching rainbows through purple eyes.
In love with love and colors of heart.
The world being an oyster,
A hundred miles away from dismay.
No questions, all answers-
All friends no foe.
A destiny to be followed,
Like the hands of God upon us.

Things change.

Love is no longer red.
It's all pain, you see.
All rainbows gave away to the piercing sun.
Still black, still hollow.
No angel to pat on the back,
No friend to chat about the green days.
Fake wind chimes of happy times.

How things change!

Beware, there is a tomorrow.
Scarlet is not afar from black.
God loves all, not equally though.
People will become yours, again, and leave.
You see, its unstable,
The equation of life,
A talking parrot, the uphills of destiny,
You never know whether it's lying.
But if you have sunken in the pail of dark,
It's only good for you to know,

Things change.