Wearing the colours of the rainbow
Can change in attitude
From - look at me
I’m woke
Bespoke.
Made to measure
Annually timed
Seasonally placed
For maximum effect and care!
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To
But of far greater import,
Finding
On a continuum
That the purview of red, hot passion
Exists for one and all!
Not just a fashion for an exclusive few...
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The sweet care for one another
Is the essence of life;
Rife if you will
With love.
Equality in its’ truest sense.
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Everyone of every hue,
Needs to date,
Mate - Life long
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And,
Enjoy that God-given right
To love in the purest sense
To experience that whiteness,
Lightness of being...
To find gold
Amongst the silver and the dross.
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To be equal
In the public arena
Not a want
A right!
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Being feted in the truest sense
Is to be
Open. Free.
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Live the sequel.
The opposite of hidden.
Dark and grey,
Where depression
Is sadly sometimes,
Still the order of the day.
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But to witness
Those colour-filled Carnivals
Is glorious!
Where revellers
So loud and proud
Own the joy
And the streets..
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The blinding colours of the
Seemingly impossible
Combinations of
Movement, height,
And space.
That trace people irrepressible
Living, loving, laughing
Festive to extreme.
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Loudly. Proudly.
Secure in self-knowledge.
Hard won!
Copyright a.a.gallagher 2021
About the Creator
a.a.gallagher
Thank you for reading my words and for following me. I am a collector of stories. I also write to try and explain life's happenings to myself. I write poems about the environment, climate change plus fun rhymes aimed at young kids.
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