We have a voice.

Years of silence, many lives gone,

they felt alone and weak so they decided to leave,

they were waiting for help and the strength to go on,

when they couldn't find it they died leaving families to grieve.

 

Now they have a voice that will always stay strong,

Regardless of the hate, and the pain that they feel,

or the people who say that this won't last long,

This is their fate and now it is real.

 

We're one step closer to the end of our fight,

We all are human no matter the conditions, 

And finally we've been given our right,

to love who we love, no matter the sex, this is where all the pain ends.

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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