Wiccan's stand

In moonlight's glow, by gate I stand, A Wiccan heart, a sacred land. With spells and chants, our spirits rise, Against intolerance, we'll be wise. Beneath the stars, we weave our fate, Defying prejudice, it's not too late. Wiccan circles, diversity's grace, In unity, we find our sacred place. With broom in hand and pentacle's might, We embrace the shadows, chase the night. For tolerance we stand, unwavering and strong, In the Wiccan practice, where we belong. Let the world see our love and light, As we fight against the dark of night. Through open hearts and minds, we'll transcend, Religious intolerance, to it put an end. In harmony with Earth and sky, As Wiccans, together, we shall fly. With courage and love, we will create, A world where acceptance is our fate.