Skip to page content
Return to Top

No Red

Paskanell Beeman

 

No Red, No Red
Nothing in months
Alarm like bells
Like the dried up wells
New life
Surprise
I become pale
No Red, No Red
Now my future told
Is it going to be Hell?
So bold I am told
As the months that passed
Arrived so fast
My future has come at last
My Red, My cells
Now begin anew
So now I ask
Why am I so blue?