In the shadow of silence, I found my voice,
An unwavering echo in the halls of truth,
Bound by neither chains nor whispers,
My rights, my spirit, my unbroken youth.

Through the darkness, I carve my path,
A beacon of justice, a relentless flame,
No longer a prisoner of muted cries,
My rights, my name, forever reclaimed.

In the garden of freedom, I plant my dreams,
Watered by tears, nurtured by hope,
Each blossom a testament to my strength,
My rights, my courage, my boundless scope.

The winds of change sweep through my soul,
Stirring the ashes of a past subdued,
Rising anew with wings of resilience,
My rights, my future, my truth pursued.