We’ve walked through fire,
danced in storms,
hearts still beating,
though the rhythm falters sometimes.
They’ve tried to snuff out what burns within us,
but don’t they know?
This fire is eternal.
It’s love, it’s courage, it’s defiance.
It’s us.
Every tear that falls,
every scar etched deep,
is a story of survival,
a testament to who we are.
We’ve been silenced.
We’ve been pushed aside.
But here we stand—unbowed, unbroken.
Rise and shine, we say.
Let the colors of our truth spill across the sky,
bold, fierce, untamed.
Through hate, we love.
Through fear, we thrive.
This is our promise to the world—
this is our year.
For every name erased,
we whisper it back into existence.
For every shadow cast upon us,
we shine brighter.
Our embrace stretches wide,
a rainbow that refuses to fade.
Hold my hand.
Feel the pulse of something bigger,
something unstoppable.
Together, we march,
beneath rainbows and skies heavy with hope.
Chains may rattle.
Walls may rise.
But nothing can hold back a tide that’s destined to break free.
We are a force.
We are love in motion.
We are the future unfolding.
Rise and shine, hear the anthem call.
Let the world see our courage,
our joy,
our light.
This is our year,
not because they gave it to us,
but because we claimed it,
together,
unapologetically,
with pride.