<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=557925" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Need Red</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sees red. In a snap, He frees head<br>He flings it, away with all decorum.<br>A quorum, his mental faculty cannot form<br>His mind is at once deformed into the form, <br>Of a moon-pest, a lunatick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He read red, spread through their blunders<br>So like a bull, in a china shop<br>He began to pull, the whole place assunder, <br>Breaking bones, taking home, <br>No prisoners; this irate wave, roars like thunder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Red, the unspoken language of violence, <br>The color of bloodshed, <br>The emblem of the hot-head.<br>Red, a madman, shouting in ire<br>Aflame with rage, eyes ablaze like hell-fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now I see red, and instead of dread, <br>I see bread, and see wine, <br>I see the blood at the lamposts.<br>I see the angel of death pass over, <br>I see freedom, and I see strength.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see red, and I see passion<br>A hue never out of fashion, <br>For red is blood, and blood is life<br>And as life is always is vogue, <br>So is rouge always in vogue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still I see red, the fire of desire<br>I see red, and begin to inquire, <br>'This red, how is it bred? '<br>And they say, 'red is primary, <br>It's never second, ask at the Infirmary.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, I see red, the cord that bonds kindred, <br>I see red, the blood that burns incense, <br>Before the Great Throne, offering sacrifices<br>For my sins, though unseen.<br>I see red, and see, that I need red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joba+Akinola">Joba Akinola</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=557925" data-title="I Need Red de Joba Akinola" data-description="He sees red. In a snap, He frees head He flings it, away with all decorum. A quorum, his mental faculty cannot form His mind is at once deformed into the form, Of a moon-pest, a lunatick. He read red, spread through their blunders So like a bull..."></div> </div> </div>

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