Darkened Heart

His colours are usually red Which stands for brotherhood White which stands for purity and honesty Blue which stands for love and good luck However when I saw him recently His colours had changed They pierced my eye sight and hurt my pride His colour had become a terrible nightmare to me The colours were black For a darkened hurt inside him He was grey the colour of a turning Storm ready to explode in my face It was also yellow in his face Like a bomb just exploded and left In its wake a heap of burning debris I did not expect to find a mysterious friend Turned into a real monkey Into an enemy Into a fool He was no more.