In shadows long they stood, voices soft and dim,
Bound by chains unseen, yet heavy was their plight.
In the silence, they whispered dreams within,
Yearning for the dawn, for the breaking of night.

With courage fierce, they shattered binds of old,
Hearts aflame with hope, they rose from the ground.
Each step a testament of spirits bold,
In unity, their strength and voices found.

Through battles fought, and tears that flowed like streams,
They claimed their right to stand in equal light.
No longer shadows, but the light of dreams,
Their song of freedom reaching to great height.

Let us remember, honor their brave fight,
For every woman’s voice, a beacon bright.
In every heart, their legacy ignites,
The echo of their freedom, burning bright.