Your Rainbow Versus Mine

Red,
The color most frequently associated with love.
My mind ties it with the blood of my enemies and brothers.

Orange,
Most commonly associated with a citrus fruit,
I tend to think of the color of the clay we are sleeping on tonight.

Yellow,
Most people connect it with a type of flower.
I however, think of the bright light my newfound brothers say to have seen in their last breaths.

Green,
It’s everywhere, associated with grass, trees, and life.
It’s almost suffocating me in this jungle, but I have learned to appreciate its camouflage.

Blue,
You think of the clear sky, or perhaps the ocean you swam in on vacation.
I think of those blue colored berries we desperately ate that made us all sick.

Purple,
Many associate it with another flower, or a scent commonly used in candles.
I am reminded of the medal awarded to my brothers who have left me.

White,
You may think of pureness and clean,
I think of the powder in the grenade I just tossed over the hilltop.

Black,
The only color we may commonly associate
Death. The same color as the glossy casket that my best friend is sent home in.

Anything I associated with these colors was quickly destroyed the day I stepped on another country’s soil.
Everyone has their own rainbow
You have yours, and I have mine.