Beneath the amber glow, the night begins to sway, In glasses filled with secrets, where shadows come to play. A…
In the shadows of society’s walls, Where whispers of freedom are faint, Lives are tangled in unjust calls, Souls painted…
In the quiet of the night, whispers of pain arise, The color of a skin, a reason for despise. Shadows…
In the quiet dawn of freedom’s light, She stands with the world in her hands, A choice that whispers in…
In the silent whispers of the night, freedom calls, Beyond the chains of yesterday, it beckons us all. Through valleys…