Red

Red lurked in the dingy,
Dim-lit rooms on rent
Being abused night and day
She was all but spent.

She wept tears nobody saw
And noone heard her cries
People called her a dirty whore
And all her pleas just lies.

Red knew she had to break out
And find herself anew
To belong where she was greeted
And not devoured by the sleazy few...

Her search was long and hard
Noone came to her aid
Whoever she approached for help
They showed her a grimy bed

Then one morning she awoke
And knew something had changed
Somehow the night's machinery
Had her fate rearranged.

She was adorned with such love and care
On a newly wed woman's head
She woke up with a dignity
And a loved one in her bed.

Yellow

She walks in a daze,
Her eyes glazed unblinking…
She sees nothing through open eyes,
The world a yellow haze…

The yellow overshadows everything
The dark silhouettes lit anew
Their colours all lost,
Only yellow shadows sing.

The dream descends on her lids
Powdered with yellow dust
As her sad old bones creak
And her house gathers yellow rust…

The yellow brightens the day
And darkens the night…
The billionaire of day
Becomes of a beggar of light…

Yet the yellow stays
In the dark corners of the street
The yellow drapes the city nights…
The yellow washes my feet.