Red, White, Black and Blue

Black, the absence of color or the absence of light? Or is it the color of a life-long fight? Red, the color of roses or the color of fire? Or is it the color of the dripping desire? White, the color of me or the color of you? Or is it the only color of dreams rung true? Blue, the color of the skies across our vast land? Or the color of bruises underneath our hands? Freedom, the sound of bells chiming their everlasting ring? Or is it the words of dreams spoken through the lips of Martin Luther King? 1955, our world lucid and obscene. Somehow we made it to 2013 But night is still black, and day is still white. So we keep remembering the power of our civil rights.