I don’t know what it meant to you,
Sure meant a lot to me,
I walk about and look around,
Pentachrome is all I see,
I can’t go back and can’t go on,
I’m stuck here like a stone,
The landscape that’s surrounding me,
It shines in Pentachrome.

Five colors all-around of me,
Black, red, grey and blue,
Another that’s a mix of all,
The colors we once knew,
I don’t know what it means to me,
I can’t quite grab the tone,
I’m lost in and surrounded by,
The hues of Pentachrome.

I don’t know what it means to me,
I can’t quite grab the tone,
I’m lost in and surrounded by,
The hues of Pentachrome.

Dennis Schütze: Jan/Feb 2023