Where, where, where have all the rainbows gone?
What cloud has hid them,
what nasty twist of fate has shunned the light away from them,
what hopeless particle of dust has dulled their shine,
what God has gone depressed and lost the plot,
sitting atop his creation with his head in his palm,
Or is it that our eyes have glued together
or our heads bowed down forever
or we forgot that rain, then sun, can signal hope?