The Color of Passion of Youth


It is the color of your heart,

The splash of color of the lipstick

your mother bought you when you were a teen,

It is the color of the flower given to you during courtship

by your suitor

Not to mention the flower gifted

by your girl friend at campus

during your twentieth  birthday


The blood of countless soldiers in the countryside

Shouting for peace.

The color of the grain from the first strike of sunshine

in the time of harvest

The color of the smile from the peasant’s face at first glance

The color of muscovado from the sugar workers




It used to be your favorite

But now at the middle of this winding journey

You opted to be mellow

But still your passion is teeming with this color

Passion for your sisters

In the grassroots

shouting for land justice which is scarce.


Behold the color of your heart!

The burning color of the sensation you feel now

despite the waning ember of your youth.

It remains the color of your Power.


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