People

To those fixed on white,

White is white,

To those fixed on black,

It is the same,

And red is red,

Yellow, yellow-Surely there are such

In the many colored world,

Or in the mind.

The strange thing is

These people never see

Or you, or me.

Are they not in their minds?

Are we not in the world?

This is a curious

For those that are color blind.

What queer

That men who believe in

Disbelieve in seers.

O people, if you but

Your other

You would see beings.