Color me poetry two I am the language of love in the key of life I am away with words in times of sorrow and strife for I am poetry. Color me the native son that can't be set apart from the poetry of the soul that straight from the heart. Color me, poetry. I am fantasy, fiction and fact. Color me the shadow and the act for I am poetry. Calling me low to high and high to low. I am the dark symphony of the unsung hero