April - NoPoWriMo - 4

If life was a picture, flowers would bloom,
And people would gather and talk in the room
Of the shining outdoors.

If life was a picture, they’d hang it on walls
And people would gather in whispering halls
Of the rich, not the poor.

If life was a picture, the wise man would tell
How its image reflected the future so well
And he’d ask us to see.

If life was a picture, the painter would cry
And he’d paint himself into the scene and ask why
Aren’t they talking to me.

The cross on the frame signs His name.


Written for ReadWritePoem #4 Inside Out