If winter is death, surely, red-slashed autumn is the wound that brought it. In autumn, natural hues of nature go through a transformation from being green then changing to yellow, orange and red. In the cold war Communists declared that it was better to be red than dead, while those opposed to that view felt that it would be better for them to be dead than red. Red is the color of blood, and it is used to symbolize terror. Red is used to signal a High Alert where maximum protective measures will be utilized to protect against an imminent or ongoing terrorist attack. Edgar Allan Poe was fascinated with death when he wrote a poem titled “The Masque of the Red Death”, where Prince Prospero attempts to avoid a dangerous plague, known as the Red Death, by hiding in his abbey with his guests. The plague eventually penetrates the abbey, and it causes its victims to die quickly and gruesomely and in the end everyone is dead.
Girls are everywhere during the mating season as love is in the air, but this must be the season of the witch. Goodbye Michelle my little one, you gave me love and helped me find the sun. Change is happening all around us, and as the seasons change, so do I. Time keeps on slipping into the future and the older I get, the faster it seems to go by. I can’t wait for the election to be over, as this will permanently change the future of our country. We will either have four more years of lies, or four years of leadership that bring all of us together again. We all share the blame for hating one another, as this is a collective guilt and it may take more than a new president to resolve this, but at least after the election is over the damn commercials will stop,
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday hosted by Dylan.