In the whispers of the night, a spark ignites,The silent murmur of dreams takes flight.Bound by chains, yet hearts are free,A revolution born in the shadows of decree.Through the storm of doubt and fear,Voices rise, crystal clear.Hands united, breaking the mold,A tapestry of courage, stories untold.The winds of change, fierce and bold,Paint the skies in hues of gold.With every step, a new dawn breaks,In the heart of the storm, a future awakes.Echoes of hope in every breath,Defying the shackles of silent death.The revolution’s song, an endless stream,Weaving reality from the threads of a dream.