Form: Spenserian Sonnet
How can the shouts of prejudice reveal
the truth of love, absolute love divine;
with bitterness behind an unseen line
where none can see desire, our hearts conceal.
The acts of hatred hurling cruel abuse,
yet still, our love affirms our self-respect
to feel; to be is no human defect
in this evil world where love is obtuse.
The ideal, a vision of clarity
to sing of love with a different flame,
to make a vow, a pledge in true love's name
and live in freedom found in liberty
Equality in life a basic right
whether we be gay, straight, bi or transvestite