In the heart of the storm, they stand tall,
With eyes that pierce the darkest night,
Their spirits, unyielding, never fall,
Guided by an inner light.

Through valleys shadowed by doubt,
They march with unwavering stride,
Facing fears that scream and shout,
With courage they cannot hide.

In the quiet moments of despair,
When hope seems far and thin,
Their bravery, beyond compare,
Ignites the fire within.

For those who dare to dream and fight,
With hearts that never cease,
They are the echoes in the night,
The whispers of peace.