Spirit of Love,
Praise the woman
I will one day hold in my arms.
Praise the flag I fly
From our pole with proud defiance.
Praise the people
That died to get us this far,
And praise the people
That will die to get us further.
***
Praise the girls that get up in front of angry crowds
And sing.
Praise the boys that daub their faces
With blue and pink warpaint.
Praise the teenagers wrapped
In yellow, purple, black, and white.
Praise the children wrapped
In every color imaginable,
And praise those motherfuckers in Congress
Who signed papers that shouldn't have been necessary.
***
Praise the queers.
Praise the fags,
Praise the dykes,
Praise the brave souls
That stole back those words and others.
Praise the ones not yet ready to take them back.
Praise the family stretching
Across nations,
Joining every June in pride
Of themselves,
Of each other
Joining in spite
Of the hate,
Of the fear.
***
Praise the proud.
Praise the strong.
Praise the haven't-quit-yets.
Praise each and every soul
That has never had praise in their lives.
Give us love.
Give us hope.
Praise.
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