P R I D E

Pride

The air itself was crackling and popping

fireworks went off with joyous pride.

The excitement was catchy, even the most cross of people

would be consumed at this sight and be full of pride. 

The red orange yellow green blue indigo and violet

blocked out the robin’s egg blue sky with all it’s pride.

Then all the joy stopped, everyone starred and did not blink,

frozen like statues at attention; this one has no pride.

The enemy had snuck in amongst our celebrating, amongst our

laughter and being set free; in seconds they suck us dry of our pride.

Still frozen unable to move all is lost in

that moment, the Pride flag burns in front of all of us.