Come Out Come Out
They say we queers are a mere 10 percent,
But in my family of 10, 3 of us "went."
30 years later, the story's not new
The only path forward must be cut by you.
Be ye the teacher who could lose it all,
or the teen who's Dad seems 40 feet tall.
There are more of us out here than they're counting on,
and they couldn't function with all of us gone
The wider the swing the wider the trail
our strength is our numbers so we cannot fail
when we all stand together both near and from far
So "Come out! Come out NOW! Where ever you are!"
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