"It's a girl" they said
Ooooooh think of all the pink things
Like booties and bows
Dolls, and toys that aren't for boys

"Sweet sixteen, and never been kissed"
Blow the candles out love
Your mother spent hours baking
Your mother spent hours labouring

"She's a woman now!" They cried at her 18th
"We'd better watch them boys!"
But what about the girls?
Why aren't you watching them?

Is it because those girls are at the kitchen sink ?
Awaiting a boy's wink of approval?
Through buttermilk sweetness these
Pink girls think.

You men are ******
Full of tricks
That send half these girls to a shrink
But it's time to have a rethink

We fair maidens view you
Through basilisk eyes
We fairer *** are
Crueller than you

It's time to drop kick the pink
Permanently into the kitchen sink
And slink behind you
With a candlestick

After all I'm just a pink girl
Who would believe that the
Pink mess on my dress
Is your brain?

Smoke rises from my blood red lips
My eyes narrow through the haze
A smile plays on my face
And remembrances race through my mind
You, always hated the smell
The rotten smell of dried leaves
The smell that clung to everything
And everyone.
I stub the cigarette out in a cut glass ashtray
Your mother's if I recall
A smile dances and reaches my eyes
My cold blue eyes
Eyes that could express emotion once.
They travel downwards to the floor
They light up once more
Like the eyes of the girl gone before
For there you are, prone, a blood red bloom
Blossoming, in a cigarette smoke filled room.

Red,the colour of danger, a warning, to stop.
Red, stalks my memories, my dreams, my now.
Red, the colour of blood, of becoming a woman.
Red, the colour we are born into, the blood of mothers.

Red, vibrant, primary, primeval, purgatorial.
Red, a more frightening colour than black,
Red, the colour of life and death
Red, the colour coursing our veins.

A colour of the spectrum
Located between blue and yellow

Poor, green, not as fresh as blue
Or as pretty and bright as yellow

Yet, it's the colour associated with
Springtime, youth, hope and envy.

Ahh, beware the green eyed monster
Jealousy, verdant grows within.

Green the most important colour of Islam
Celtic Ireland, verdant paradise

Camouflage, hide, conceal, all green
Youth hides it's innocence

Innocence, shaken on the boughs
Malachite, verdant, verdigris

How odd this colour means so much to so many
Europe and the US attributes the colour to the Devil sickness & death

But spring is life
Not death

Green for go, green for environment,for
Death, malaise, poison, British racing green

Such a small colour
Such large meaning

Beware the colour green
It has too many meanings, to many connotations