In the echo of forgotten voices,
Where shadows dance with whispered dreams,
I stand with June, heart aflame,
Claiming my rights, my name.
Through pages worn by time’s embrace,
Her words carve paths in silent stone,
A tapestry of truth and grace,
In every line, a story grown.
Against the tides of silence vast,
She sings a song of justice bold,
A beacon in the night cast,
Her legacy, a flame to hold.
So hear the call within the night,
Embrace the rights that she defined,
For Juneâs voice, a guiding light,
In every heart, her courage shines.