Once there was a rainbow with many colours.
I was young then and I looked at it for hours.
Then the colours slowly started to fade
People with me cried a bit and said
perhaps we should pray!

When there was only one colour left
we all worshipped it like dogs
and called it holy names and dyed our socks
and everything the same colour.

But soon even that started to fade and
everyone got together to invent
a new one before it got dark.

It was absolutely no use I just
consoled myself as best I could
by trying to lose my sight
in a dignified manner
I said to myself,
Well blind people develop better hearing,
smell better and all that sort of thing.

But perhaps I should have thought
about listening to rainbows
before sundown.