Red Yellow Black White--Wordsmith since 2004

Payphone by Maroon 5.
Red, Yellow, Black and White
Hiking Winters
Icy Roads
People racing up and down the roads
A warm room, a warm bed
A warm cot for my weary head
Chorus; Red and Yellow Black and White
In winter's still cold
In the middle of the night
And a blow is still a blow
When a fist strikes me
It doesn't matter if I turn the other cheek
Red, and Yellow ,Black and White
Meals full of people
Faces I've seen before
In warm rooms, with cots on the floor
Was it fifteen, six, or three
Still a warm bed on a cot for me
Chorus; Red and Yellow Black and White
In winter's still cold
In the middle of the night
And a blow is still a blow
When a fist strikes me
It doesn't matter if I turn the other cheek
Red, and Yellow ,Black and White
Bridge; God is love
Or so they say
But what is it
That plagues the free
As I seek a warm place
To warm my feet
Chorus; Red and Yellow Black and White
In winter's still cold
In the middle of the night
And a blow is still a blow
When a fist strikes me
It doesn't matter if I turn the other cheek
Red, and Yellow ,Black and White Poetry anonymous "Red Yellow Black and White" as printed in the Paducah Sun 2014. Written by Mark Vaughn, used by with Permission, written by request. Poem found in The Honey Tree, a poem about racism. Another video from Wordsmith since 2004. Permission to use is granted for promotional purposes, and for news media outlets.