I seriously think we should develop a bomb of crayons as our next weapon- of mass ‘construction’.
A color bomb, a beauty bomb. Launched from - - a happiness jet -or a unity tank. as a peace missile. And every time a crisis developed, we would drop one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send hundreds or thousands, even millions, of little parachutes of colors, colors, colors
Floating down to earth with splashes of colors rioting into the air. And we wouldn’t go cheap, - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, maybe hundreds with the sharpener built-in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest.
And cover the world with colors and imagination. And people would smile, laugh, giggle and go hysterical. Get funny look on their faces twinkle in their tearful eyes. Hope embedded in their dimples, Peace sparkling from their teeth And all one could have Is hope and happiness. As far as eyes could see.
With musical instruments of peace and unity playing in the background, the music borne of them, rocking in ecstasy and dancing with the colors, Until the dawn of ‘sanity’ Awakens this asinine, ‘sleeping’ mankind.
( Inspired by HOLI–the festival of colors, and with some colors stolen from it, & from a quote by Robert Fulghum, with some words taken from it).