Colors of Conspiracy

Colors of Conspiracy
Komal Prasad Phuyal


The black and the while tussled one day
Over the numeric value
Each consisted
Desperate that they were
while approaching me
Each claiming me on each side
The black showed the half
And said, "You are of my kind,
Look, you have black hair."
The white saw only the other half
And shouted, "You have white hair
More, more than black."
Each had a choice to offer: either/or
I said: neither/nor
I am grey.
Fools, you can't code
The feel, the touch, the warm, the cool
Don't play seek-nothing
You reach no-where
When no-force is there
You are what you are
As I am grey
"Now, now," said they,
"Pay us the penalty
Because you are not like us."
Good, I paid and said,
The fuel still burns in you
Taking back to slavery
Of meanness at heart.


The numeric value
Was a conspiracy
With colors: two
Still haunting in the dark
Giving horrible shocks
For numbers represented the touch
And grey did not exist.


komalprasadphuyal@gmail.com

Colors of Conspiracy

Komal Prasad Phuyal

The black and the while tussled one day

Over the numeric value

Each consisted

Desperate that they were

while approaching me

Each claiming me on each side

The black showed the half

And said, "You are of my kind,

Look, you have black hair."

The white saw only the other half

And shouted, "You have white hair

More, more than black."

Each had a choice to offer: either/or

I said: neither/nor

I am grey.

Fools, you can't code

The feel, the touch, the warm, the cool

Don't play seek-nothing

You reach no-where

When no-force is there

You are what you are

As I am grey

"Now, now," said they,

"Pay us the penalty

Because you are not like us."

Good, I paid and said,

The fuel still burns in you

Taking back to slavery

Of meanness at heart.

The numeric value

Was a conspiracy

With colors: two

Still haunting in the dark

Giving horrible shocks

For numbers represented the touch

And grey did not exist.

komalprasadphuyal@gmail.com