What is Pride?

What is pride?
Is it the opposite of shame?
Is it living with yourself
and not distributing blame?

Do you wake up in the morning
and love the one you see
staring back from the mirror
yearning to be free?

Is it the smile on your face
or the gesture small or grand?
Is it the love for self
and the love for fellow man?

One thing I can see
is that it’s not parades and flags;
it’s also not some white men
complaining about those fags.

It’s what is in your soul
and the product you create.
It’s in the love you give,
but it’s never in the hate.

© Autumn Siders 2019

Backdrop

Lights fly by
sixty miles per hour
against a darkened sky;
a city filled with towers
and bustling lives
roam the broken streets,
wind cuts like knives,
rain comes down in sheets.
Each pair of feet
has a tale to tell
and each smile you meet
has been through hell.

© Autumn Siders 2019

Never Gone

It’s like walking back in time
in a place where the past
is always present.
Old and new, juxtaposed,
with neither way
leaving anytime soon.
A people so willing to hold on
to their culture, the history
of the place they belong.
It’s a beautiful sight
knowing that yesterday
is never really
gone.

© Autumn Siders 2018