The insolence of that blue
against the red, the green
why would it shine
while angers brew
at the crime scene
where sad people align
in the blood-giving queue
The insolence of that blue
unsure of what it might mean
while eyelids at last recline
gleaming gay and glinting true
where death flashes on screen
in our own modern fault line
bodies still lying in full view
The insolence of that blue
never-before-seen sheen
sends shivers down the spine
for the sheer numbers he slew
makes us rethink, redefine
what we thought was mean
what we thought was true
The insolence of that blue
the grass was starkly green
in contrast against the iodine
the red, the red we thought we knew
but didn't want to let shine
they say this red is obscene
yet it's to people's eyes like glue
The insolence of that blue
bright glow against the killing
unheeding the comments asinine
radiant amidst the inane spew
refusing the pity and the whine
bravely kindling our mien
because that day is so blue, so blue.
My heart and thoughts go to the brave people of Christchurch and of New-Zealand in this time of great sorrow. Let's remember why there are stars in that ocean of blue.
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