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Pink to yellow to blue,
colors of pride in my eyes and in my heart.
Love of others; freely given,
Love of myself; tentatively kept.
I see others fly their colors without shame, without fear,
I am jealous of their pride, of their love.
For I cannot know,
If I raise my flag will you tear it down.
You insist your love is unconditional,
My meals provided for free, and my room kept clean.
But in the same breath you condemn me unwittingly,
Spewing hatred of people who are just like me.
If I fly my flag will you learn to accept it?
Will you love me with my sinful pride?
Or will you retract the nineteen years of meals and sanctuary.
Will my love be condemned in your eyes just like all the rest.
The risk is too great, I tell myself.
It won’t be fair.
To ask you to change yourself to love me better,
When you have done your best thus far.
No, I will hide my love.
I will find joy in seeing others raise their flags and claim their identity
For if I close my eyes I can pretend it’s me
Loving and being loved unconditionally, under the colors of pride.