When I see old black and white movies on my TV,
\nI wonder.
\nWhat if my TV had a world within it,
\nOf Zebra People.<\/p>\n
Zebra People, Zebra Pizza, Zebra Pie.
\nZebra Pants and Zebra Paths.
\nZebra Alphabets – Z to A.
\nZebra Words and Zebra Thoughts.<\/p>\n
When I see old black and white movies on my TV,
\nI wonder.
\nWhat of the Zebra People in their Zebra World?
\nDo they ever think of worlds beyond them, like I do?<\/p>\n
What would they say if we ever met?
\nIf they saw
\nthe red of my lips,
\nthe pink of my nails,
\nthe blue of the sky, and the green of the trees.
\nAnd most of all,
\nThe rainbow of thoughts that flow through my mind,
\nallowing me to imagine, in the first place,
\nthis world of Zebra People.<\/p>\n
When I see old black and white movies on my TV, When I see old black and white movies on my TV, I wonder. What if my TV had a world within it, Of Zebra People. Zebra People, Zebra Pizza, Zebra Pie. Zebra Pants and Zebra Paths. Zebra Alphabets – Z to A. Zebra Words and…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":830,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-137600","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137600","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/830"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=137600"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137600\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":137617,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137600\/revisions\/137617"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=137600"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=137600"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=137600"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI wonder.
\nWhat do the Zebra People think of me?
\nOr more broadly, what do the Zebra People think?
\nBound by the rules of their Zebra World,
\nif they saw me,
\nWould they, truly, see me?<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"