In the shadowed fields where freedom cried,
Beneath the sun’s unyielding gaze,
Chains of silence, voices denied,
Dreamt of dawn’s liberating blaze.

The weary hands, the endless toil,
Hearts bound in sorrow, spirits brave,
Beneath the weight of barren soil,
Hope flickered still, a soul to save.

In hidden songs, in whispered prayers,
Their courage danced upon the night,
In unity, they broke despair,
Seeking justice, claiming their right.

Now echoes fade, yet stories stay,
A testament to human fight,
In every heart, their legacy lay,
A beacon of enduring light.