Colors Of Insanity

The silver gun shined
His blonde hair flows in the wind
His teal tears move down his face
The bronze bullet descends

His tan body falls to the ground
The green grass catches him
The blue birds scattered,
From the brown tree limb

The gray clouds fill the sky
As his blood exits his head
the black crows gather around
Assuring he is dead

The white lightning strikes
And the loud thunder rolls
The silver and gray rain pours
For his life was the toll

His straight jacket laid beside him
The reason came to be
For he shown his fate
Those are the colors of insanity