Then let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time, the world wasn't perfect.

Survival was not granted even for mankind.

It took time for civilisation to be formed.

In the begining, everyone would mind each other's business

But in time, a man stood on a golden pedestal

And declared rules without meaning

And because of this man, civilisation became a flock

Wars waged, authority rising, promises made

All along the words of the man became an institution

This institution was the prison for the free and different

While for the rest, a place of conformity out of convenience

Yet recently, just before I was born, things began happening

First many people realised the man was full of sh*/

And then many figured the system of oppression

And began to try dismantle it, to resist it, to overthrow it

And their flag, that of a rainbow, symbolized their goal

A very opposite of the flag, a black and white mold, of the man on the golden pedestal

For the rainbow symbolized the many, many colors, in a figurative sense, of humans

Saying there is no two of the same, there's no need to be.

And for freedom they continue to fight to this day,

While those still faithful to the man on the pedestal

Calling themselves the "real resistance" out of delusion

Are doing their all to reverse every progress made

But eventually, even their system shall collapse,

and freedom's glory shall shine upon us.

Free from the man on the golden pedestal

Free from the man's loyal flockbound

Free from the chains of their making.

And soon, all shall be at peace!

So fight on, never surrender

For our happy ending is worth fighting for!