Red is the sacrificed blood of noble men and women.

Orange is the sun that blinds them, shining bright.

Yellow is the glaring sand that doesn't have an end.

Green is the memory of home that soothes them at night.

Blue is the loyalty in each of their brave eyes.

Purple is the unsafe sky before it turns too dark.

White is the cloth that hides undercover spies.

Black is the gun that fires bright and evil sparks.

Silver are the wings of angels who always take care.

Gold are the halos of those whose lives were not spared.

We blame things on color;

Do we deserve that?

It's what we label them

That matter, in fact.