Rainbow

Rainbow

When the sun shines, on a wet day in June,

I see a rainbow, can you see it too?

It’s like the sleeve of Dark Side of The Moon:

Red, yellow, pink, green, purple, orange, blue.

Someone on Twitter says, all he can see,

Is the representation of a flag,

An advertisement for LGBT;

"Woke" promotion of liberals in drag.

Walters, Wright, Gilmore and Mason, stained;

He’ll not be playing Pink Floyd anymore;

“Is there a straight flag?" he crossly complained,

Light refraction, wasn’t what he saw,

Certainly not on the box set cover,

And possibly not even in the sky;

Does the sky support a same-sex lover?

Is nature itself a "WOKE" kind of guy?

I see rainbows, the lunatic sees red,

On the grass, in the hall, and in his head.