Pride Tribe

 A storm lashes outside,

Of change and acceptance.

Another lurks in my heart,

In hope, love and joy.

Windows of every heart open.

Today, the soil welcomes the downpour.

Not denying the rebellion any longer.

The Gale whispers of new Freedom.

Finally, the doors of the mind are ajar,

With a tiny lamp of Hope flickering

In the strong wind of resistance.

Equality is not a myth,

Justice prevails after every war

And Nature celebrates the Natural.

In a destructive dance of ultimate rebellion

The thunder screams for all of us,

"Accept me for who I am."

~ Suranya

(06.09.2018)




Comments