Love is much about secrets kept from everyone
For the ones who in gaiety only find room
In a safe-fitting closet to let their hair down.
Every human deserves a good night on the town
With spectacular plumage and scent of perfume.
Resolution in vigor cannot be undone.

Conflict with friends and family is the routine
Most accustomed to. Argumentation ensues
Like the touch of the feather that tickles the truth
And releases the war hero from the phone booth
To defend most aggressively progressive views
In a world that regresses to depths most obscene.

Defiant are those willing to dance in the light
With enlightened conviction to be who they are.
Darkness feeds fearfulness and the acts that it breeds.
As light casts away fear our whole species proceeds
Toward benign evolution. Can we go that far?
When in darkness we’re blind. Does it make sense to fight?