In the quiet strength of a heart unyielding,
Lies the power of souls never bending.
Through the shadows of barriers high,
They rise with a spirit touching the sky.

Eyes may not see the mountains they climb,
Ears may not hear the melodies they rhyme.
But in each step, a story unfolds,
Of courage and grace that the body holds.

Hands that speak in the language of signs,
Minds that conquer with thoughts so refined.
Hearts that dance to a rhythm their own,
Proving their worth in a world overblown.

So let us honor the strength within,
The unyielding fight, the battles they win.
For in their silence, a thunderous call,
That no disability can make them fall.