A Human, Truly
The reality of post-Pride Month is about recognizing rights.
Holding onto the air
In lungs too strong for
The feeling of despair
Following parades that restore.
Expect me to be the one who
Reflects the position of truth.
I know this, too.
I underlined it with sooth.
This takes me to the colors that fly.
Let them bleed into cloth rather than skin.
The tissue of men and women die.
The dye should be the one within.
The soul should pick up on this.
There’s only one way to seek.
The mind ought to not miss.
Pride is the laurel against the meek.
I am not an ally but a human, truly.
There’s no place after the hues on boats.
I just support the rights of humans, fully.
Let love fly and see the way it floats.
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