Beneath the moon’s silvery glow,
Whispers of change begin to flow.
In shadows deep and valleys wide,
The seeds of revolution bide.

Hearts aflame with fervent dreams,
Against the tide, their spirit teems.
With courage bold and voices loud,
They rise above the doubting crowd.

Through trials harsh and battles fierce,
Their unity no force could pierce.
A tapestry of hope they weave,
A world anew they dare conceive.

As dawn breaks and shadows flee,
A future bright for all to see.
The revolution’s song, a guiding light,
In unity, they claim their right.