Literature
The Dawn That Proceeds The Dark
Gather your singers: Let them join in song, Then break away At perfect points To belt their unique And very best. Gather your gamers: Let one headhunt From behind While teammates Rush the objective, Coordination in sync. Gather your friends: One whose German Comes in as useful As the pivotal roles Of the cook And the muscular. Gather your party: Let me unironically be The female healer, 'Cause that's my jam. Gather humanity, Whatever the occasion, For each shared journey Is a celebration Of all that we are, To ourselves And to each other. Gather, gather, gather. I'm finally starting To see that even I Belong in these words, That even I Bring something Special To the table. My standing Is wholly my own, And it is beautiful And glorious, And I wish to lend it In service to The whole. I wish to marry My actions To yours, And yours, And yours, too, In a beautiful Chain explosion Of life, Each of us glorying In our everything, As others marvel At the same. Let us conduct Our
