Pride

Pride will end; the colors will fade away

From the flags that now begin to tatter.

Fanatics preaching their hateful clatter;

Their dogma demanding we die or obey.

Banners and logos change without delay

As corporate support begins to shatter,

Yet our existence hasn't ceased to matter.

Who will fight so our rights will not decay?

Hope and justice pour from the mouths of stars;

Their preachers may scream with hateful ranting;

Their broken words won't make us stand aside.

You can chant your threats of bricks and bars.

We will not break under your reckoning

For our love is strong, and we stand with pride!