The Color
“And God breathed into his nostrils the breath of life and man became a living soul.”
– Genesis, The Holy Bible
35 thousand generations ago
In early Pleistocene man’s primitive mind
We First became acutely aware
Of the color Red
Red was Fire…
Red bestowed man
With awe and wonder –
Awakening our curiosity
Red accorded man that Special Anger
To adapt and endure
Founding our creativity
By necessity of survivals call
Cognitivity and Deep Thought
Were gradually perceived and attained
And we ripened into Noble
All because of the color Red…
Copyright © Terrence Polcari | Year Posted 2016
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