Red, Black and White

People say Red is the color of violence;

I would argue that it is not.

Red is the color of blood.

The result. But not the act.

Black then? No.

Black is the shield,

the strength in the depths of the soul.

Black allows courage despite fear of the result.

Black is not the act.

White is the color of blinding, of Privilege.

When every Shade of light crashes,

One ricocheting off another,

White is the result. White is the act.