In the quiet corners of the world,
Where whispers weave through silent night,
There lies a tale oft left unfurled,
Of hearts unseen, denied their light.

Beneath the veil of prejudice’s reign,
Dreams are worn and spirits fray,
Yet hope flickers, despite the pain,
Seeking truth in the light of day.

Voices rise, a chorus of change,
Shattering the chains of old,
For every soul, though once estranged,
Deserves a story to be told.

Together we stand, a tapestry of hues,
Embracing differences, nurturing grace,
In unity, we’ll mend and choose,
To build a world, a kinder place.