Much to be said for monochrome, and iridescence.
I'm all black and white. There's no gray insight.
Some say, "it ain't right", I sleep tight at night.
I treat each as a light, faint, waning or bright.
Despite right or fight, I delight in their sight.
All my colors are fine, there's none I would fight
and make sublime rhyme but, that's another night.
This rainbow's aligned in a kaleidoscopic invite.
It may stain your mind but, you'll be alright.
Diversity rules! Segregation's contrite!
Though, perhaps with the tools to separate light,
if I'd deem to choose other colors to slight,
I'd keep greens and blues but, I'm alright black and white.