Green
Green
Is
the colour of the nasty plastic
From
which they make the folder
Which
they give you when they tell you
That
your life is about to change
And to
which you hold on tightly
Grasping
at the meaning
Of
all the words you’re hearing
Green
Is
the colour of the booklets
The
leaflets and the pamphlets
Which
they hand to you one by one
To
put inside your folder
To
build up your collection
Of
cancer information
And
unwanted reference reading
Green
Is
the colour of the typeface
Of
the jaunty letter-font
The
co-ordinated colour-coded logo
That
someone once designed
To appear
bright and accessible
For
each new unwilling owner
Of
this convenient carry-case
Green!
Of all
the colours of the rainbow
The massive
palette of shades and hues
Who was
it that determined green
Might
be the fittest tint for oncology?
Some
sort of positive signal?
An
encouragement to carry on?
Why
not healthy-tissue pink?
Or a
mildly-cautious amber?
Why
not deep-depression blue?
Or
the blackness of deep despair?
Why
not a sickening yellow?
Or
the fiery red of anger?
Green!
I
don’t think this is what they meant
When
they asked me if I had any questions
Copyright Andy Fawthrop 2014
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