I see no reason to get involved,
But in this part of the world;
Thunder make noise that bleeds
Through non-existing sounds.
I’ll be a man for the sake of my kindred
Not for a fool or confraternity coward
Who reads into every colour creed.
By the rainbow road
Above the sky is blue:
When I’m in all yellow,
I reflect fashions not halo.
If I trend a path of you
I’m sorry is what I’ll tell you,
For colors are meant for use.
White, brown, green or red
Cultist, don’t get mad at me:
God created the rainbows too…
Say no to cultism, let my color muse.
To hell with your beret coloured head
Stop taking pride in the shamefulness of bad
And let my rainbow muse.