Who's gonna stop the flood
Of these emotions that are
No more weary?
The legs have mustered
Courage and eyes are ready
For unshamed stares.
The lungs swoon with pride-
Blood flows thick,
Head held high. Hands sway
Seamlessly and we're ready
For a riot of dance.
Who needs your approval?
Validation doesn't matter.
The songs that bombard
In the belly are strong enough
To make it out of our throats.
Wings are as fierce-
The cages stand molten,
We're ready to fly away now.