What my pot of gold?

 

 

                    Where is my pot of gold?

I found my rainbow after one of my life’s storms. I followed to colors and searched for the tale of gold,

I followed the ray of red, opening my heart trying to love people I wanted to hate.

 I followed the ray of orange, kneeling at a false altar.

I followed the ray of yellow, battling with my own good nature.

I followed the ray of green, respecting other lives, while dying inside.

I followed the ray of blue, staying loyal to those who cheated me

I followed the ray of violet, severed my time and energy

I followed this rainbow, to get to the gold

I thought I was doing right, I thought it was worth something

Then I looked around and asked myself “Where my pot of gold?”

Reviews

[KissDaPoet]

Well written I like how you used the 6 colors of our flag........and don't worry one day we'll find that pot of gold. Peace & Blessings

[Esther Night]

Thank you so much