When the world tilts toward shadows,
and whispers of hate grow louder,
we stand.
We stand where love demands to be heard,
where truth shatters chains,
where every rainbow is a revolution.
They call us sinners,
outsiders,
anomalies in the script of creation,
but we know better.
We know love speaks louder than fear,
that existence is resistance,
and every queer soul is a masterpiece
painted by the Creator’s own hand.
They pass laws
to silence our laughter,
to erase our colors,
to unravel our families,
but we weave our threads tighter,
binding each other with the unbreakable
fabric of chosen family.
To the trans child shivering under the weight of their pronouns,
to the queer couple holding hands
like it’s an act of war,
to the drag queen whose art is labeled “dangerous”—
we stand with you.
We march with you,
sing with you,
pray with you.
We will not let their fear define your future,
we will not let their hate have the final word.
For every law they write in hate,
we will craft a thousand stories of love.
For every attack on who we are,
we will raise a chorus of courage.
For every attempt to extinguish our light,
we will burn brighter.
This is solidarity:
not just standing beside you,
but standing because of you.
Because you are holy,
because you are loved,
because you are enough.
So let them throw stones;
we will build with them.
Let them light fires;
we will dance in the embers.
Let them try to erase us;
we will rewrite the narrative.
We are many,
we are mighty,
and we are here to stay.
Love wins—always.
And together,
we stand.
