I dreamt a purple dream today...
A voice whispered to me from the near past
It cried the laments of the newly dead
It sang in plaintive tones
A genius turned his gaze inward and smiled
He sighed past the surreal state
He wrote in ebony hues
A man shattered like mortality
I lied in my segregated state
He told only my truth
I dreamt a purple dream today.
Copyright: 2020 Brian Pellerino