By Wendiann Alfieri
For those who love the day
To not let anyone get in the way
For those who choose to stand out
To have a favorite color and are proud
Some like red or blue or green
Red as sharp to give off heat
Blue to think of the deep ness of the sea
Green as the grass under our feet
But I see amethyst as a beautiful scream
The deep roots of the color lie stranger in the dark
For this color comes from the insides of rocks
Such miracles that grow
But doesn’t let itself show
And when it is finally seen
It makes people feel greed
But no one can forget
The feelings inside
For amethyst always has something to hide
It may be on its own for a long time
And whilst looking at the color of amethyst
It can make you think of sin
For the color lies deep within
It hides and then shows
To greed it lets glow
But the color itself
Wants some help
Because it does not want
To be source for an end to a start
The people just see the inside of it
But the inside of the rock
Is where the surface lies
The feelings it has it shows outside
For such a bold color
It covers under another