IMBALANCE

Photo: Sharon Pittaway on Unsplash

The rain pours on the face of the earth
Accompanied by the rumble of the thunder
Waking us up from our sleep
Reminding us by the impulse in our chests
Of the fragility of our hearts
The mortality of our lives

The rain gradually stops
Leaving behind a beauty from the ugly
A reassurance against the uncertainty
As the rainbow makes its mark across the sky
Different colours combined to beautify the sky
Beauty in the whole than in parts

What if these colours were black and white?
Designed to give beauty with its uniqueness?
A match made in the heavens
Divinely orchestrated to adorn the earth
As the rainbow adorns the sky
To complete each other into wholeness

Yet there is not beauty in difference
But difference in beauty
The artificial superior
Lording over the artificial inferior
A misfortune rooted in discoveries
And the creation of machines

A division sustained through the ages
Injected into the veins of infants
Nothing more than sheer ego of a mass
Now the colours are the darkness
The ugly that pollutes the earth
But we could have been the beauty