Spectrum of Character

I made this for my American Lit class; Prof said I should get it published. I think I should get it garbaged. Imo, it's cheesy, but I guess I'll let you decide.
Btw- no homo. Ha, called it.

1.
Violet,
The mountains, majestic, high above the landscape
A beacon, a guiding piece of the horizon in the morning light, a shining pinnacle for those who have no home.
When lost, look to the mountains, rest assured that your travels kept you within sight of them- these mountains, guiding those who go astray, leading them back to this great land.
2.
Blue,
The bright blues of the midday sky
Always calm, even when reflecting the most turbulent waters, the darkest oceans, splitting lovers and taking good men too soon.
When distressed, look to the sky, see how the darkest blues and the brightest become one, a form of pure beauty- always present, always calm.
3.
Green,
The blades of grass along the fields
They do not resist the changing of the winds, freely flowing to and fro, rooted during the strongest squalls. While one may shift, from afar, all are one.
When faced with change, look to the grass, adamant in its foundation, though not resistant to change; moving as many while moving as one.
4.
Yellow,
The fields of grain in the plains
Oceans of yellow, shimmering with the sun, striving to survive with sole purpose, feeding those in need, keeping the circle of life alive.
When in a state of idleness, look to the grain, faced with life, else idleness- else death. Face not mortality from inactivity, feed your country, feed yourself.
5.
Orange,
The radiance of the Sun
The heat of the Sun allows life- plants, animals, human beings alike. The warm rays of light allow all to be seen- this beauty the Sun creates, it also illuminates.
When a fellow man is in need, look to the sun, giver of life and warmth, asking nothing in return, shining on without end, allowing us to bask in its warm glow.
6.
Red,
The final glow in the evening sky
Delight of the sailors, awe-inspiring beauty, final farewell of the day at hand, closing curtain on the stage of life; opened again by the call of morning, the next scene begins.
When all troubles seem to rest on your shoulders, look to the evening sky, herald of a better day to come. The black of night cleans the slate; the morning creates a new beginning.
7.
Color,
The heart of the nation
Colorful landscape, colorful ideas, the most important-colorful people.
White, black, red, yellow, brown
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet
A nation of color represented in its people
When all else fails, look to color, and let color guide.