"the masterpiece"

Free stands the portrait in grey of
This life we live, this crash course in sobriety.
Ridden with failed practices and
Merciless attempts at acceptable results.

Suspended hangs the masterpiece of color,
Beautiful and bright, gleaming.
Supported by those so grey and
Failed.

This masterpiece, hanging alone,
Idolized by the bland artist majority,
Lives but not for luxury,
But for the happiness of the bland.

And I, one amongst the colorless,
One amongst the majority,
One amongst the bland,
Am fascinated by that masterpiece

Those bland seem to fade into
That more bland than lack of color
As this prodigal future brightens
Under the lights of prosperity.