...of kaleidoscopes and camouflage
With colours that follow
Colours that worship
The Holy Rainbow
Made of prayers and blessing
And chipped off dreams
This Spectrum
It wanders, in between
The kaleidoscopes
Return
Followers of the rainbow
Disciples of the spectrum
Crossbred with creativity
To taunt apprehension
A camouflage
Of redemption
No fairy-tale magnetism
No Alakazaam
And no pretty ponies
In this wonderland
The "pink" ponies are gone
The "cute" butterflies wouldn't stay
They realized that fairy-tales lie
And so they moved away.
And so they lived happier ever after......