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