Black the colour I came into this world with
I am pride
I am joy
I am everything that the darkness fear
I am pride
I am joy
As I become who I am
I am pride
I am joy
In a world that does not accept me
I am pride
I am joy
Black and gay
My end is written “tragedy”
But I am pride
I am joy
A son of the sun
A King without a kingdom
A ruler of unknown lands
I am pride
I am joy
The rainbow that shines through
I am pride
I am joy
With my head high up
I walk
I walk
I walk
Because I am pride
And I am joy
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Djassi
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