In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance and tales unfold,
Lies a world painted in hues of might,
Where hearts are judged, stories retold.
Through lenses tinted by fear and doubt,
We see but fragments of the whole,
Each glance a verdict, each word a shout,
Binding the freed within their role.
Yet beyond the veil of prejudiceâs gaze,
Lies the truth waiting to be found,
In the light that breaks through the haze,
Love and understanding unbound.
Let us shed the weight of ancient chains,
Embrace the colors of every soul,
For in unity, the heart remains,
And in acceptance, we become whole.