In lands where shadows cast their weight,
The scars of past still resonate.
Walls once high, now slowly fall,
As voices rise with freedom’s call.

The streets remember whispered fears,
The silent cries of bygone years.
Yet in the cracks where light seeps through,
New dreams emerge, vibrant and true.

Through pain and struggle, hearts unite,
A tapestry of black and white.
Each thread a story, woven tight,
A testament to every fight.

So let us walk this path with grace,
Embrace the light that breaks the space.
For in our hands, the future lies,
A world where love and justice rise.