In the quiet rooms where whispers dwell,
Stories of inequity, too many to tell.
Shadows cast by prejudice and fear,
Silencing voices that strive to be clear.

In boardrooms and streets, the struggle remains,
A fight against chains and invisible pains.
Dreams deferred, ambitions denied,
In the name of a bias, deeply implied.

Yet hope is a flame that refuses to die,
Rising like dawn in a brightening sky.
Voices unite, breaking the night,
Demanding a world where wrongs are made right.

For every soul that has been oppressed,
There’s a call to action, a heartfelt request.
Stand up, speak out, let equality reign,
Erase the lines that cause such pain.