The colour of death - a feeling of rage
Rage as red and fiery as the colour of
a blooming red rose
Who knows what you really are?
The colour of a baboon
or the colour of the turning of
a new moon.

You are liked by many to wear
Different materials happily adhere

You are the colour of evil
The colour of darkness
A slimming colour
That will never sever

You are bold and strong
You are the colour of freedom.