Pink

The colour purple when I was a child proclaimed to the world you were thirsty

The simple way to let everyone around you - you’re down

Yellow for hope, remembrance, sunshine, happiness

If you look at the right book or card or newsagent - try the net now lol

Death, sadness and just plain no? Easy that is black

Rebellion, Mum always saying can’t you wear some nice colours?

Just a sweet social way to express yo’self right?

Wait - a time in the world that others wore colours to clearly state who they wore

So fingers could point and behind whispered hands

“That’s one of them”

Pink, soft, gentle calming, romance and all things tasty

Colour it pink and kids wanna eat it - they know it’s good

There is even a Pink Palace - it’s a jail - coz a pink environment reduces aggression

Cut it into three piercing, slicing, biting, destroying, deminitioning razor sharp points

One straight to the ground - not so romantic now is it

This pink, inside it’s dead straight lines, is not soft and inclusive

Its lumping, de identifying, boxing, labeling, accusing - all ‘those’

Bigoted schema responses from deep seated superstition - planted deep in human psyche

Manipulated in the ultimate get rich quick scheme (raise a glass to Henry and Thomas)

Let free and government sanctioned for your own survival

It is ok to even murder, he is wearing ‘the’ colour

A lovely soft, sweet, calming shade of pink