The rainbow’s beauty had only from one light begun.
From white emerged both green and indigo.
Its colours are seven, but the rainbow itself is one.
Forever diverse, as exposure to knowledge will show.
The anger of red and the calmness of the blue
Are needed, indeed, to see the procedure succeed.
No different is eastern yellow from me or you.
We must all be one if we wish for peace to proceed.
But the red is cruel and looks down at the luscious green,
Such that the green despairs and becomes obsolete.
We can learn from the wheel, until this poem by Shahin
Declares to all: No colour alone is elite.
Let not the colours become our chief concern.
From Allāh ﷻ we came, and to Him we shall all return.