it is a tough stain
has remained
now has gained
has become a strong taint
no more easy to drain
as it has not a pretext feign
it is but a plain
indelible mark that even rain
cannot diffuse it without pain
if that be the status of a stain
that is outward on main
what would be the case of inward drain
that would be an effort vain.
Tag: stain
It is a red-letter day they hail
It is a red alert they caution.
It is a red light area they call.
It is a red zone they enforce.
It is scorching red fire they mourn.
It is a red wound they shout.
It is a red stain they blurt.
It is a red blood bath they scream.
It is red in most fronts we admit.
The colour red strikes a discordance.
It spreads a discomfort somewhere.
It signifies a flamboyance everywhere.
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