The serenity of green,
So tranquil and fresh,
A gift of nature embracing the earth.
Peace like dew so soothing and fresh,
A scene of peace untouched.
The intensity of red,
So vivid and strong;
Love in its richest form.
A gesture, an expression so genuine and true,
A picture of love unstained.
The softness of blue,
So still and quiet;
Calmness descending upon all.
No storm nor distraction, no movement nor turbulence,
Simply calmness unstirred.
The brightness of yellow,
So vibrant and blazing;
Joy like sunshine so radiant.
A smile that lits up and never dims,
A portrait of happiness so full.
The pureness of white,
So transparent and absolute,
Reflecting in light and glowing in dark.
Purity endless like borderless sand dunes,
A painting strictly white.
Alas! Peace turned pitiful and green leaves have fallen,
because love has fermented and red has turned black.
Water is troubled dragging calmness with it and blue has faded away.
A storm has come taking sunshine away and gray invaded and took over yellow,
because corruption ate its way into purity and white is covered with a mixture of shades.
Peace and love have gone into recession,
Leaving us with a shortage of calmness and joy.
All due to the impurity hidden within men,
A disease malignant without a cure in sight.
Colours adulterated,
Hearts defiled.
A mutation lethal,
The prognosis - only time can tell.
