FLAMBOYANTS

For too long, our true stories have been untold

Lies about us bought and sold

Ancestors to many we should have been

Muted were our lives, our queering deemed sin

But we dreamed, we danced, we sexed, we lived

On the tips of mountaintops we lived

The stage of the Great White Way we lived

Streets of Harlem we paved, we lived

Yet too long our stories have been untold

Ripped from history, stolen like gold

We live again, and now we thrive

Through stories told by the new negro, we thrive

From tongues of the youth our truth, we thrive

Flamboyantly our spirits remain,

A new generation’s rage lit by our flame