Rainbows peek out after the downpour
While the sun is on the counter;
It shines radiantly in the sky
But I saw a rainbow on flags fluttering like a butterfly.
It is of six colours and not seven
But I have seen some with eleven
They were brought by my mother
To support her brother.
My mama is different from my other relatives
But has stronger motives
He is unique and glows like a star
He is as famous as caviar.
In the sky the rainbow is free
Then why do we treat a few in a way that is beastly
Let’s not make someone feel like a banshee
And not make them like a nobody
Everybody is special
Even they have potential
May they be Indian or Sweden
But they too need FREEDOM……
