The Colors Around Me
Above me I see an open sky,
Blue as can be.
No restrictions, unlimited beauty.
Nothing can compare.
To my left I see black.
I see fear, I see death.
I see the darkness,
For not all things can be seen.
To my right I see red.
I see sin, I see war.
I see the secrets and abhorrance,
For the Devil wears red.
Behind me I see green.
I see envy, I see misfortune.
I see the truth in humanitys' eyes.
For everyone wants something.
Facing me I see yellow.
I see diceit, I see illness.
I see those sick in the body,
And those sick in the mind.
For no one is unscathed.
But up, above me I see blue.
Above I see confidence, truth, and harmony.
I look up when I feel down.
For I know that in this imperfect world, we have blue.
We have hope.
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