Red and black verses red and white,
Colors so vivid, but with different meanings.
Roses and snow; Mars and midnight,
Opposite and alike in so many things.

The color of a sweet rose,
But so vile and gory.
A tainted white arose
And cleared the air of such a bad story.

A belly of laughs,
So pure and gentle.
A bag of smiles on their behalf,
And joyous homes so ornamental.

A drizzled white with a beaming red,
Covered the blackened heart of the dead.
Then why hide a fake under real?
To make sure the black doesn't reveal?