There once on sky was a rainbow,
Who loved another rainbow.
But he must be married to moonbow,
For this suits the sky law.
He urged friends for support,
And found his rainbow around fort.
He reached him with a trot,
But was told, homosexuality is tort.
He faced hatred and tough time,
Like his life was grime.
He was exiled from the sky with a line,
But still, he stayed well and fine.
Gathering like-him around the universe,
He jotted down a new verse.
Of Pride and not curse,
Which rendered few rainbows less averse.
More rainbows came out,
And moonbows turned table about.
They fought stigma and stood out,
Because Love is Love is the modern breakout.