The red light

And its stunning sight

Remind me of

Our lips when they fight

The blue blaze

As the siren plays

Reminds me of

Your eyes and their gaze

I didn’t care that I

Was being arrested

I don’t even fear to die

If my love gets contested

Because my love is real

Even if it is a crime

Being guilty isn’t a deal

To love is, this time

 

In a world where two men

Holding hands engender, tears trouble trials, and

More concern than ten

Thousand bombs and Panzers, dooming a stolen land

We are considered criminals

Just because we kissed, some people got fazed

But their hate, their subliminals

And the curses they hissed, manage to be praised