Black

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.