he is finally black
Once white
milky teeth sweet faced
pinky lips tender hands
with a heart as snow and void of ills
Once red
stumbles upon a stack of memories
abhors to harbour the fiery feeling
touches the switch and
He is finally black
clenched teeth sour faced
cut lips bloody hands
with a heart as stone and veiled with ills.
This poem talks about a certain man who is once white (good) but later, he becomes red (realises some ugly incidents in the past) and finally becomes black (dangerous & revengeful). There are folks whose stories are related to this. They are the cool, easy going type until they realise what has been done to them and can not let that be a bygone.