5The serene essence
Igniting off the red flame of hope
Eliciting the love from rosy cheeks
Motivating the rage of bloodshot eyes
Without it
Thy young ones shall not flourish
Whilst the old ones will not grow wise
It is the calm rose of serenity
And the furious flame of conquest
The shade the zeal and courage
Also the shade of ardent love and sin
The tint of a juicy russet apple
The color and spilled blood
The flowing stamina of youth
The throbbing pain of passing away
Three letters
They come down to all this
Arranged in such a way
To spell out
What life
Is truly about
Three letters
That's all they are
R
E
D
Red