In the rhythm of the night, their stories unfold,
Whispers of ancestors, tales untold.
A legacy of strength, in shadows they rise,
Carving their path under vast, endless skies.
Skin kissed by the sun, a tapestry of gold,
Each line a story, a courage untold.
In the dance of the wind, their spirits soar,
Echoing loudly, âWe are no more.â
Through trials and tribulations, they stand tall,
In the face of injustice, they never fall.
With dreams as wide as the endless sea,
They forge their destiny, wild and free.
In unity and love, their hearts find peace,
A future of hope, where burdens cease.
Through the eyes of the world, they shine bright,
A beacon of strength, a guiding light.