In the gentle rustle of leaves, we hear,
A tale of rights that many hold dear.
Whispers of equality, soft and true,
Dancing in the air, under skies of blue.

The silent echoes call out our names,
In the shadows, where justice claims.
Freedom’s light, a beacon so bright,
Guiding us through the darkest night.

In unity, we stand, hand in hand,
For the rights of every woman and man.
A tapestry woven with voices bold,
Stories of courage, waiting to be told.

Let the winds carry our dreams afar,
Across oceans wide, to where hopes are.
For in every heart, the truth ignites,
The timeless call for human rights.