Rainbow in the Dark

The promising sun has set in the east
and despair accompanies her to bed
her pleasant past has turned a bloody feast
and the world around her a crimson red.
Did ignorance make her forfeit her right?
Is this a home where she is an outcast?
Perhaps the treasure is not worth a fight
as her possession is priceless and vast.
They call her second-class and a mere thing
even when her wisdom outshines their grey hair.
Her offence: she raises her voice to sing
that those that sit at table be just and fair.
In her sleep, Ngozi heaves a gentle sigh
as clouds unveil a rainbow in the sky.