Rainbow Color's

No one critiques a rainbow. It's bright array and the brilliant creation Of unique colors are welcome To every human eye. It's beauty never challenged By the heated words And vicious violence While passing by on streets. What about me? Is it that my color, not found among The glorious band, that would cause Such hatred towards me? That I so unjustly receive the Abuse, pain, and punishment. Does the color of My skin determine that I don't Belong equally among other colors? What about them? Why are they chosen to be Beautiful, and accepted when, like Me, can't be seen in a rainbow? While they receive praise and Prizes they don't deserve. Does their color Demand superiority above me To which mine will never hold? What if everyone Was a color of a rainbow? Do people class red's from purple's in priority? Is it forbidden and hated if a red and a yellow Created an orange? Would the abuse and fright of So many people continue out of differences? Or will everyone, like a rainbow's colors, Be seen and treated equal among the rest?