The Green Shirt

Whence came the feeling
I'm not really sure
Today comes the enemy
So quiet and so pure
Once this was my friend
But, then entered emotions within
Within this green shirt of envy

Then anger came
Came from where, I do not know
It visits me often
And with it I show
I'm afraid of this business
What can I say?
I hope for failure
So the color will fade away

The only relief is
That every day I pray
God please lift this veil
It does not suit my friend
Please make it go away
And never come again

Copyright 1995 Robert Luttrell