The Fool:
 
"It is too late now to think of what we could have done.  
What I should have done.  
Or what I should have never done.  
If I am here now,
result of what I did not do.  
It is a story unfinished.  
As unfinished is the world.  
As unfinished was its beginning.
The thousands of lives we live.  
None them hours  
Today I will not speak.  
Tomorrow I will not speak.  
To no one, ever, I will not speak.
All I gave you were colours"
 
Excerpt from COLOURS a nonsense © by Natasha Tsakos