Racism, Classism envelope our minds,
I saw a kid learning rhymes
About a rainbow that shared a sky,
Just the same as You and I

Realising how cruel are we,
To have differentiated a sea from a sea.
We've divided the lands to build nations,
Our infinity has certain limitations.

The mind that painted endless skies,
Have now been bound by the sight of eyes.
Creating a delusion of a better life
Not knowing that it is an endless strife.

So, we break it into parts,
Name, gender and sometime hearts.
Names in two and genders in three,
Broken hearts are an uncountable degree.

We assign them categories to identify,
Man, Woman, and the LGBTQI+.
We delegate them colours to decode,
Blue, Pink and VIBGYOR.

To an adult, a rainbow no more excites,
But it surely does divide.
Therefore to term it as an identity,
VIBGYOR must have been a child's creativity.