Indigo Sightings

Eager to please
Eager to swallow
Hook, line and sinker
Such are but indigo sightings
Part of my rainbow
The color of blood oozes in delight
Reaching towards the relativities in life
Seeking a hand for support
Whatever leanings one has to offer
My point of reference
Has always been for the good of many
The poor, the sick and the needy
I may be deaf, i may be blind
But you Oh Lord
Know what my heart speaks over and over
I might be a fool to others
But justice seeks its own kind
On boundaries I say find
Indigo sightings

poem by Meggie Gultiano
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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