Sonnet - 158 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

Thus the Victory these Cheery Dames implore
And Nike at last bore her Nature true
As White Elders rejoiced Tradition before
Now Crush the Rainbow our Freedom imbue
As Hope for Minor Beings plead their Love
As Shackles and Belts resume our Chaste
By Stonewall re-live the Tragedy stove
Flame a-way our Prayers for Existence haste
And what are we to do but Merrily Accept
This Nature that God by Base Virtues assign
To Live Life for Her; And Her alone precept
That Ninety-Percent of Smiles forge your Design.
Thus Let it Be. No such Contest occurred
Though Childish Diagrams we should have Deferred.