Ugly painting by Trevor Mtimkulu

Are we the bright colours painting this global canvas

and our actions a contradiction of this beauty;
The blood spills are a reflection of the fiery anger etched in our
hearts and all weaponry is ingenuity of a bitter soul

 the background is all scary red,
Innocent tears can’t quench this consuming fury,

child like pleas can’t make 'em stop the abuse

 'n' clobberin' of the weaker sex as they seem
unsexed by the cloud of darkness which all black compliments their red
ambers of hate,
They open their eyes to illusion, deafen their ears with lies oozing
from the belly of the beast and like flower with dull petals

 I perceive this world's just an ugly painting