In a world where shadows often sway, We rise, vibrant hues, in fierce array, Our spirits woven like a tapestry, Threads of courage, in unity. Each shade a story, a life well-spun, From whispers of dusk to the brightening sun, Behold the spectrum, rich and wide, Pride unfurling, with nothing to hide. In the echo of laughter, a rhythm so bold, Every heartbeat a tale, in warmth retold, We gather together, each hand intertwined, In the dance of our dreams, our spirits aligned. A serenade of selves, authentically strong, In the symphony of love, we all belong, For every struggle that built our way, Comes a chorus of hope, for a brighter day. Through the prism of pain, to joy’s gleaming edge, We stand like mountains, no longer on the ledge, Identities blossoming, unmeasured, unchained, In the lush, wild garden of truth unrestrained. So let the banners of courage unfurl, Celebrate identities, each radiant swirl, For in the pride of our being, we claim our light, Together we flourish, through darkness and night. With voices like thunder, we carve out our space, In the heartbeat of freedom, we find our grace, In this month of pride, let our stories ignite, Embracing our colors, we rise into the light.
