The Power of Colors
Red is for maturation, throbbing through every sentiment
Sentiment of the courageous, where healing can jolt
Jolt with a trace, an expression, a sincere bright
Bright like the sun, flouting through the night
Night gives to green, the color of plants
Plants that whisper peace by the wind
Wind carrying blue calm and true uproar
Uproar to the nature, the personality, in violet’s hue
Hue of the soul, bold and cheerful
Cheerful with egotism, rebuffing to hide
Hide no more, such colors stand
Stand for new love where hand is hand.
Poem by N. Mugisho
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