Children of the rainbow

if children would come
in all colors of the rainbow
would you dare to think
that blue is better than pink?
that red is better than purple
that green cannot be seen
in a certain place exclusively red?
that just because one is orange
should not come to class and sit
next to the ones colored like beet?

do you think they could share
themselves with their parents better
or just differently?
would they not ask
to know their past?
would we be ashamed
or try not to tell them
that a grand-grandfather was green?
would the start be different
in their race through live

if we would look at children
with the admiration we look
at multicolored butterflies in the sky
we would accept and not fear
their multitudes of why.
we could approach the real problems
after we've decided that color is not
what makes them real different
but what is in their heart
and their voices raised in a rainbow colored art.