The Red White and Blue Angel

There in summer the hot hot summer of lives, why good and evil or wick or mad or bad, why good weather or bad weather why does the moons go to quarters and full why is a posions why pine why do some trees grow in the snow and other done it spring why are the leave red white and blue, why do some people see red, and some see nothing why are right hand people and some left hand because thats life and why do we fight back and why aren 't some door mates in th e pain of life why is there love and hate why is the sun yellow and hell red why is there snow and hot ice and cold rain, who knew all I know if is was'nt suppose to be here i wouldn't and that in its self give be the right to fight back