It loved colors; in the rainbow, in the sky.
Its heart had the same impression, embedded.
It recognized how beautiful life is
And how psychic we are
And that when the rainbow disappears,
They couldn’t wait for the sunshine
To return, to make another rainbow.
All the monkeys were excited
At the barbecue.
Both for the next rainbow and
For the comradery
Among these monkeys of all colors,
Persuasions, personalities, nationalities
Ethnicities, backgrounds,
Sexual preferences, and religious beliefs.
Because after all, we are each
As beautiful
As the rainbow.
