Deadly Colors

What deadly colors meet my eye;
I know to see, it is to die, 
for death is knowledge, knowledge death, 
and here, within my final breath, 
a warning I must now impart
for those who on this road will start: 
around the corner you will see
colors from which all life must flee.

No more can I my fate ignore;
again my thoughts restore
the vivid, living hues.
Now choose, go on, or else refuse…