Rosy

If you could see my aura I’d like to think

It’d be the color of a soft rosy pink

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Infectious kindness rooted in my heart

Spreading slowly to every part

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Of my body, my community, and the world.

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She is persistent, but nowhere near perfect

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For sinister forces are always at work

When the darkness of society lurks

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Waiting in the shadows to invade,

To repress my rosy pink shade

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Chasing her out of the world, my community, my arms and my legs.

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In moments of weakness, anger, depression, she flickers, changes for but a moment

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When the fire inside me rages and all I can see is red

When greed destroys my planet’s green

When my heart is broken and I can’t help being blue

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My rosy pink soul still pulses, softly, in my chest

Receded but not destroyed, never destroyed

Always alive

Simply waiting for the right time

To return