Pride leads to an Uproar
the integration of the few is a better than the celebration
When February comes, Happy Black History Month,
Follow the recommendations of palatable black artists
So The cycle starts,
How did no one see
these beautiful black people living with so much joy before
How did no one see
these issues with supporting the black community before
How did no one care
We have been so loud
We are known for being loud
But we have realized no one cares about our trial
Until our Pain is stopping the Parade
Then as month of February fades,
So do the black allies, shelving their allyship.
March 1st, and I am still black.
Still black in a world not built for me.
My existence is a rebellion
Finding joy and moments to exist
In a system shutting me down
Make the burden of being happy so heavy
Then it hits April, Then May, its taxing on
Then the cycle begins again
It’s June, Happy Pride month
You see lists of palatable queer content and artists
As a black queer person
I can get a respite, a moment to smile
No one to come after my queer joy
Afterall the first pride was a riot
Everyone surrounds the gay community
The integration of queerness into the world
As pride parades bring the month to a close
So does the corporate need to make it easier to exist
Suddenly pointed out in crowds as a problem
As a black queer person, It’s July.
A summer of uproar
I walk outside holding my partner’s hand
Our grocery run become protest
After all the celebration
I let out the roars of my permanence
Holding hands with my partner after pride
That should not shake the foundation of normal
If the lions they celebrated cannot exist
In the world they created
The fatigue of fading into the background cannot continue
In the months between celebration,
I exist and fight for an existence as a defiance
I realize the dream of going outside without fear
for my partner
for my own body
In name of the pride I've been gifted.
About the Creator
Dany Jean-Pierre
They/Them
I started with libraries and now I’m trying to fill one with all of my own works.
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