In the shadows of history’s whispering winds,
A tale of strength and spirit begins,
From the roots of Africa’s rich soil,
To lands where freedom’s dreams uncoil.

Through chains and tears, they rose above,
Guided by faith, hope, and love,
Voices silenced, yet hearts so loud,
A legacy of which we are proud.

From fields of sorrow to cities bright,
They carved their path through endless night,
With every step, a story told,
Of courage fierce and hearts so bold.

Let us honor the echoes of their fight,
Celebrate their spirit, shining bright,
For in their journey, we find our way,
A testament to the strength of yesterday.