Beneath the same sky, we rise each day,
With dreams that soar, and hearts that sway.
Yet shadows loom, in whispers cruel,
Where bias lives, and minds misrule.

In boardrooms high, and streets below,
The silent cry, the hidden woe.
A woman’s worth, a man’s domain,
A cycle old, of silent pain.

But in the night, when stars align,
A hope emerges, pure and fine.
For every voice that dares to speak,
Breaks the chains, the strong, the weak.

The dawn will come, a day so bright,
Where all are seen in equal light.
With hearts as one, and voices free,
We’ll shatter walls, and let love be.