Gay Pride
A colored resistance of the known sought few,Though, rising ever so quickly, their voices still unheard.
A clandestine of love speaking out for true reform.
Hoping for a day where they are finally looked upon.
Striking the unjust laws, speaking out for their lives.
Knowing damn well that this is not their demise.
Peace & love is all they are ever asking for,
Never fearing the hatred that is placed against them.
It's times like these that show, we as the people, have never changed.
We've just become better consumers to dear old corporate America.
Yet, when those that do speak, & show the people truth.
They are pushed & attacked, called queers, such deceit.
We can no longer stand by & take this dogma anymore.
You say, "God Hates Fags", well I say, "That's Too Bad!"
So let's rise together; Straights, Gays, & Bi's.
"Free at last, free at last, thank god almighty, we are free at last."
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