In the quiet of the night, a whisper begins,
Soft as the breeze, yet strong as the tide,
A call for change, a dream that spins,
Within the hearts where courage resides.

As dawn breaks, the whisper grows,
Into a roar that shakes the ground,
From silent streets, a river flows,
In unity, a new voice found.

The old gives way to dreams anew,
Boundaries broken, chains released,
In the light of hope, the world we view,
Where justice and freedom are increased.

Revolution, not just in might,
But in the minds and the soul’s ascent,
A journey from darkness into light,
A testament to the will’s intent.