Orange for acceptance
Red for resistance—
Bleeding is not succeeding
But those thorns were preceding
The beating—
Thoughts go astray,
Like sloth it will cost your sleep,
Like death it will end in a coffin
Like the graveyard it will not matter
Much if you never made a dent—
Mission up for payment,
No more signature for this license
To live—no more future for the man
That does not die—
Orange you click for me
But these words should glow
These words should know truth