Red Fire in a Grey World

Welcome to a world
Where hearts are made of glass
Colours learn to fade to grey
And still manage to contrast

These cold greys contrast
So you can tell them apart
Blank brick wall
From a work of art

Windows made from bricks
Apart from bright grey skies
Raindrops on grey roses
From tears in her eyes

Hearts made from glass
Windows made from bricks
Words here hurt more
A lot more than stones and sticks

Words hurt more
For words here burn
Vivid flames engrave the lessons
The lessons we have to learn

A humble, candle flame
Flame that dances red
In this cold grey world
Burns colours in your head

Plays tricks with your eyes
Plays tricks with your mind
If you let this fire burn
What will you leave behind

Glass hearts break
Grey colours grow black
Flames glowing orange
Brick windows start to crack

As this fire burns
It gets out of control
How long has this heart been broken?
Was it ever whole?

Broken hearts break silent
Fire dances bright
Colourless world is burning black
As I wish you, Dear Reader, goodnight

Shades of grey wherever I go
The more I find out the less that I know
Black and white is how it should be
But shades of grey are the colors I see
~Billy Joel

Notice in the above poem I changed all coloured words like, blue sky to grey sky and red rose to grey rose. i did this to everything but the fire. also my spelling of grey and colour are making the spell checker go crazy.