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Indiana or Before the Next Rainbow Fades


I saw him staring out the window 
In the cafe 
On my street 
His hair red 
His eyes green 
Pupils surrounded by emeralds, 
 and filled with wonders he's never seen 
How I wish to be filled with courage,  
 and ask on a date 

But ney, another man approaches, 
  and frightens me away. 
They both appear so casual, 
  And exchange a friendly hug 
Until their embrace turns into a gentle kiss 
A sign of true love 

The manager starts to shout 
And tries to shoo the men away 
Pointing to the sign: 
" I can refuse service to anyone who's gay" 
The couple tries to leave, 
 but  are pelted with glass cups 
Yet no one notices the straight couple 
Mating in the corner with no sign of letting up 

True love is exiled 
Lust is welcomed in 
All because love between two genders is seen as a sin 

Change needs to happen before the next rainbow fades into the grey skies of social conformity.  

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