you can't say the color
of the moon is black
while you can see it with
your eyes that it's white
you can't say the color
of the rose is pink
when it's velvet, violet
with spikes so thick
you can't claim the color
of the wind is brown
while there's nothing
of it blowing around
the bag is empty
the bag is not green
the words are empty
the colors are jaded
the bag can never be worn...
