A rainbow is the loneliest thing

A rainbow is the loneliest thing
that you will ever see
It doesn't come in groups or clusters
Only sporadically in ones but not twos

How sad it is to be alone like this
Where no one will speak to it
All may gaze but for the majority it is a stare of hate
Foul thoughts and devious things they think about the poor rainbow

But why does the rainbow receive such slanderous sayings, abuse, and even shame?
For the rainbow was created unique, so beautiful and regal
Why does it deserve the hate of many and acceptance of only a few?

How gorgeous a thing the rainbow is
Its colors the most sacred in the land
Red as the blood red rose
Orange as the fruit we eat
Yellow like the blazing sun
reen as rich as the grass we wlak upon
Blue like the sky during a warm spring day
And violet, so rare a site, more so than the others

So why all this wretched hate
for something so grand and unique?
We are all created equal and yet each person so unique

what if the tables were turned?
And the rainbow was many while you were just one
How would you feel if you were the one to be spurned, hated, feared, dreaded, forsaken, forgotten, mistreated, excommunicated, destroyed, killed, exiled, made into an outcast, fearful, tortured, deprived, suicidal, torn, lost, but most importantly silenced

Each day we, yes we
We are the rainbow
The gays, bisexuals, lesbians, and transgendered
Are silenced out of existence
Never letting the world see our beautiful interiors

Do you realize now
What all your hate has done
You have left us with little or no hope of finding acceptance at all
But there are those of us who stand up high and tall
Who go against your cruelties and injustice day by day

You see not all of us will cede our lives to your
petty hate and ignorance
Ther are those of us who will not go down, crashing into the sea
But instead rise up in a magnificent shining glory
of triumph and perseverance

So please, I ask of you
Look deep inside your heart
find the kindness and love
that is innate to us all
and be ride of this sin coated hatred you cling to so dearly
Embrace us and we can show you how glorious we are
Deface us and realize how powerful the voice of many can be

Tolerate or love us we hope you will
But until then ponder about how your hate can hurt
Hate is a powerful thing
But our love for who we are will always bring us out on top
Out into a bright and shining world