In the shadows of forgotten cries,
Where dreams are buried deep,
Lies a world of silent battles,
Where the weary seldom sleep.

Chains of silence bind their tongues,
Yet their spirit remains unbowed,
In the depths of quiet suffering,
They stand resilient, proud.

Amidst the weight of darkened skies,
Hope flickers, dim yet fierce,
A beacon for the weary hearts,
A light that oppression fears.

Rise, oh voices long subdued,
Break the chains of silent night,
For in unity and courage found,
Lies the strength to fight the fight.