Beige is a color I’ve often studied.
Beige is just a white that once was bloodied.
Beige now suggests it was erstwhile muddied.
Beige is purity that knows it’s sullied.
Gray is a coloring I often choose.
Gray holds the answers while hiding the clues.
Gray always blends in when chaos ensues.
Gray’s unconcerned with a win or a lose.
Red is the color I’m scared by the most.
Red is the color of blood & of boast.
Red’s the color of heaven & hell’s host.
Red is the color of loving love’s ghost.
Blue is a color that longs to be free.
Blue is the color of souls on a spree.
Blue hues the vastness of sky & of sea.
Blue is the color I wish I could be.