By Sara Sethia
Born in this world with tiny arms and tiny feet
Puny mind and Puny dreams
Rods and Cones I had them both,
But black was the only shade in my eyes.
Trees were black, the sky was black
Mom was black even Daddy was black
The world was dark
My future is stark
Rods and Cones, I had them both
But black was the only shade in my eyes.
Born in this world with tiny arms and tiny feet
Puny mind and Puny dreams
Rods and Cones I had them both,
But black was the only shade in my eyes.
Trees were black, the sky was black
Mom was black even Daddy was black
The world was dark
My future is stark
Rods and Cones, I had them both
But black was the only shade in my eyes.
