Florescent colors shine in the night
Dancing they swirl in mists of twilight
A promise aglow
Too many folks seemingly are blind
Except when looking at their own kind
Beauty is masked . . .
No easy task.
God must turn colors up in degrees
To get noticed, folks down on their knees
Increase color, size!
But God said, “That’s not what we’ll do.
Heaven is just for the faithful few.
Is a no-no!”