Red


Red.
Red like the Fall’s leaves
Red as the setting sun
And the cardinal who sings

Red.
Red like the fire’s glow
Red as the child’s crayon
And the Christmas lights

Red.
Red like the blood of wounded soldiers
Red as the eyes that mourn
And the heart that breaks

Red.
Red like the human’s rage
Red as the victims killed
And the blood-stained car wreck

Red.
The hurts we carry on our flesh
The joys we keep in your hearts
Can be painted in red.

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