Red
The color of rage
The anger I feel at injustice
Blood shed for freedom
That is neither free nor equal for all
The rage of red
Orange
The color of energy
Surging through my veins
Free flowing creativity
Ever evolving, ever orbiting, electric
Energetic orange
Yellow
The color of joy
In its purest, simplistic form
Laughter from deep in my soul
Warm summer sun, a soft kiss, a gentle hand
The joy of yellow
Green
The color of curiosity
Questioning, discovering, nurturing
The spirit within
Nature in all its splendor finds
Curiosity in green
Blue
The color of calm
Deep, everlasting peace
An infinite sky, an immense sea
Above and below beckons the space in between
The calm of blue
Purple
The color of royalty
Kings and queens in beautiful things
Which one am I?
Contemplating in a haze
Of purple royalty
Pride
Patiently awaits inside of me
When finally after 40 years
I bravely step out
To be free and live life
In color
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