The Versificator

with a countenance a few hues short of
the color you're looking for.

Red...Cold...Blue.

I'm just taking a stab in the dark here...
but you appear off-kilter by a few shades...
might I be inclined to adjust your waves?

If the world outside is the shade of brown,
I'll be over your head with waves of sound,
that feed upon the virus,
that seeks to spread its hate inside us.