Somewhere

I long for somewhere where the red fires of rage are blown out like a candle at dawn, where the orange light of destruction is dimmed to a humble glow, where the yellow sickness of the masses is miraculously cured. I yearn for somewhere where my grass is green too, where the blue sadness becomes a joyous celebration, where the indigo oppression of yesteryear is eradicated, where the violet hate turns to love. But alas alack… I can only see the rainbow.