In the quiet corners where whispers grow,
Lies a truth the world often shuns,
Voices silenced under the weight of indifference,
A tapestry of lives left undone.
Eyes that judge with every passing glance,
Building walls where bridges could stand,
Dreams deferred by unseen barriers,
Yet hope flickers in the heartâs command.
Hands that reach across the void,
To touch the threads of common grace,
In unity, there lies a strength,
To heal the scars of a fractured place.
May we rise beyond the chains of bias,
To a realm where all can see,
That every soul deserves its light,
In a world where all are free.