Where love is love it cannot be untethered.
Through spite and persecution it has weathered.
It matters not the faith that you believe,
Cares not of gender, colour or of creed.
No wall can hold it in, no bridge too far;
No laws that call it 'sin' can keep it barred.
The martyrdom of hate, try as it might
Will never cease the progress of its plight.
Where cowards take up arms to end its course,
It rises from the ashes, reinforced.
And though so often red surrounds its haze,
A sea of rainbows love truly displays.
For hate can never win or rise above,
Where love is love is love is love is love.