The colour of lips is pink
Pink roses stand for love
How low will rulers sink
Brave souls to rise above
The colour of blood is red
Red roses stand for lust
Who will count the dead
Murdered, absurd unjust
The colour of skin sees white
White roses stand for pure
Who will tell the mothers by right
The day your eyes lost lure
The colour of dead skin sees yellow
Yellow roses stand for peace
Marching to their deaths so mellow
Lambs, clothed in wolfs fleece
The colour of death sees black
Black roses are not of this world
A million roses will not bring back
The beautiful souls lost, unfurled
So lets all take a rose today
Or any flower from field or moor
Sit or stand shout or say
We are the people, no more war |  |
