Red Personified

Red is the color of my nose in winter
Red is fire with my hunger to win
You cannot stop this outspoken color
Red is not meant to calm or soothe
Red shows us action and ambition
The timid or meek do not seek boldness
But choose pale colors that fade away
A violet that is shrinking is not real
Could a rose that is not red have any appeal?
Bulls in the arena see Red as a foe
The matador knows the trouble it brings
When facing challenges Red is my choice
When others have power to control
Red is my mantle and on the tip of my sword
Red is Strong, Red is Dangerous
This strength of Red gives backbone to all
Red is my shield, Red is my power
I will never be a shrinking flower