Arrow Rock Literary Journal

The Color War is raging now,
But not so long ago,
The battle began in our small town:
Where the seeds of conflict tend to grow.

Holy are the Trinity,
Whom everyone once loved,
Lived in harmonious concinnity,
‘Til they got sick of being shoved.

How it began,
We will never know.
Perhaps it was a drunkard man,
Who tipped the first domino?

The not-so-seemingly benevolent Blue
Flew like raging daggers,
Then got stuck just like glue,
Deep in the flesh of their attackers.

The once-thought-ravenous Red
Spilled and gushed like blood.
And as they held their hand to head,
The floor was met with flood.

The canonically-yogic Yellow
Hid behind the door
They then began to cry and bellow,
“I beg of you, no more!”

Our town is a full-on battle scene,
And overloaded are the brayers!
Does it seem this stray from clean routine
Might be creating three new players?

Blue, Red, and Yellow, it may appear,
Have found unlikely a friend
In Violet, Orange, and Green, which means here
This story must surely meet its end.

The Color War is over now,
But not so long ago,
The battle began in our small town:
Where the seeds of conflict tend to grow.

Holy are the Hexad
Whom’ve created the first little bit of peace
(The Trinity thought they had)
But only now safe, are the streets.

How it began,
We will never know.
Perhaps it was a drunkard man,
Who tipped the second domino?

Yet soon again our town is a full-on battle scene,
And overloaded are the brayers!
Does it seem this not-so-clean routine
Might be creating six new players?

Of this second coming wave of terror,
Is it true what I have heard?
That its product will be something rarer,
And twice as much absurd?

The Color War is raging now,
But not so long ago,
The battle began in our small town:
Where the seeds of conflict tend to grow.

Holy? No, but dirty are the Dozen
Who now terrorize this town like something new.
Watch as this maniacally tertiary coven
Forces everyone to bid this town adieu.

How it began,
We will never know.
Perhaps it was a drunkard man,
Who tipped the third domino…

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