They call us strange
They call us cursed
We have suffered shame
They said it’s a game.
Family cast us out
Accused of being possessed
Agents of Lucifer
Set up for doom.
We were helpless and sad
Then we rose as a team
We found our voice
Silent in the midst of chaos.
They felt we were done for
We proved them wrong
Soaring higher than an eagle
Queer voices singing…the song of freedom.
BY
Crystal Jay