In boardrooms and fields, a silent fight,
Where dreams are stifled, hidden from the light.
A woman’s voice, too often unheard,
Her aspirations, dismissed as absurd.

Glass ceilings loom, keeping talents at bay,
While echoes of “not enough” fill the day.
She strives and excels, yet remains unseen,
In a world where bias reigns supreme.

A man’s stride, unchained and free,
A woman’s path, fraught with debris.
Unequal burdens, unequal pay,
The cost of bias in the light of day.

Yet hope remains in hearts aglow,
Where voices rise and actions grow.
For change is near, as justice calls,
To break the chains and tear down walls.