qpoc: stonewall reinforced white supremacy by erasing qpoc
white gays: calm down! let’s wait to see the entire movie
*reviews come out*
white gays: ok. now we believe you.
They waited for rain at night
And watched for the beauty
Of colors to strike
Because the hike from rock under
To knee deep in wonder
Can be a mutha fucker.
But they climbed
The more society’s time
Tried to melt them into the past
Hoping they’d grow mute, dumb and blind
Their shine was sublime and magnificent
Evident of all the praise, magic and glory
Because the children of the rainbow
Those that color now, tomorrow
And the ones who colored before me.
I can breathe life to countless stories
Of those who challenged
Governments bigger than satan
Refused to live a life full of grays
And stay complacent
They had peripheral vision
Not afraid of facing
Trials and tribulations
That stood adjacent
They carved a space in Stonewall
So that now the stones still fall.
We now stand in the streets
Cops threaten to beat
And burn the soles of our feet
I call Sylvia Rivera
Lead us to the revolution again
And guide us to the brink
Teach us to rethink all that we think we know
Help us find the strength
That we have so frivolously spent
Trying not show all that we are in our totality
This ain’t no formability
But our single human right
To fight and guide the quality of life
Set and rest, colored and re-colored
By those who let their magic flow
Like water, in and outside the rainbow
Bless the children who taught us
To the let fear and pain go
And never surrender
But live and speak with tongues not censored
Honor to those who waited for rain to break
To run into the wet street grass to play
With brick and steel
Combat boots and heels
To scream, vomit and speak of all the things
That no one will ever take away again.
Salute the screaming queens
Who were brave
Enough to save
their sanity and live beyond boundaries
Sylvia, surround me
Fill my raised fist with bang
Raise my voice and chant
Up and down Babylon
In red yellow fire, Sylvia!
I call you and all of the others
Who did not wash out with the rain
But stood in dresses and pants
And seized the moment and chance
To take a stand on the opposite site blue
And demand the respect that was due
Bless the children who fuckin’ broke through
Night sticks that painted them
And continue to paint us black and blue
Allow that resistance to run through
Our blood when we march, celebrate and parade
Praise the days and all of the ways
That children of the rainbow paint.
written by: louie a . ortiz-fonseca
in celebration of the stonewall riots, the birth place of the transgender, gay, lesbian, bisexual and queer revolution.