Color Scheme

Purple like a bruise,
Just starting to heal,
Red like a wound,
Just starting to seal,
Pink like the scar,
Left from the wound,
White like the skin,
Where now from bruises it’s clear.

Black like the fear,
When demons come near,
Yellow like the cheer,
When angels appear,
Silver like the bullets,
To take out the demons,
Gold like the crowns,
That from the angel’s heads are gleaming.

Blue like the fields,
Found around Kentucky,
Green like the clover,
That is rare but lucky,
Orange like the flames,
That can obliterate the fields,
Brown like the death,
When winter takes over the clover.