This is for those who’ve known the weight, Of hatred’s silent, pressing gait, When judgment’s stones are cast with spite, In the dark we seek the light.

Dark divides, and some deride, In pain, our common ties hide, But listen, and let this be clear, In love’s embrace, there is no fear.

When judgment clings like morning dew, Pretending to proclaim what’s true, Remember love, it makes us new, In its realm, we’re all imbued.

Yes, judgment cries with loud disdain, Painting others with its stain, But love’s anthem should remain, Drowning out the hurt, the pain.

See, judgment is a coward’s guise, To shy away from love’s wide skies, But here’s the truth, the sage’s prize: Love is how we’ll revolutionize.

Not a fluttering, fleeting feel, But a force, relentless, real. In love, our deepest wounds, we heal, In its sphere, we truly kneel.

In the market, in the street, Where diverse minds and hearts meet, Where prejudice and passion fleet, Choose love. Stand tall. Don’t retreat.

Through every storm, every gust, In love’s power, place your trust, For in the end, love isn’t just, It’s a calling, it’s a must.

No judgement, no disdain, No walls, no chains, Only love should reign, In a world free from disdain.

So let’s echo love’s refrain, In sunshine, wind or rain, Through joy, and even through the pain, In love, we are all the same.

If ever you should doubt your worth, If ever you feel last on earth, Remember love, it knew your birth, In love, we find our mirth.

And so I plead, to each, to all, Do not let judgment be your fall, Choose love, answer its call, In love, we stand tall. We stand tall.

“Choose love, answer its call, In love, we stand tall. We stand tall.”