Oh tell me, child, does your life have to end?
for all the joy that’s yet to come.
Don’t hold on to their hate.
for all the life you are yet to lead
Don’t be trapped in their cage.
Break all the chains that stop you from being you.
I’ve never seen your colours flowing free.
the willing wind of acceptance is not far away.
Judge not what you see but what the world can be.
Hold that flag with passion and pride for the life you serve daily.
stand on my shoulders can you see the future hope.
I will carry you to the next stage, for you to let the colours fly.