In the stillness of the night, I find my voice,
A whisper growing stronger, a choice to rejoice.
The echoes of June Jordan’s wisdom ignite,
In the heart of silence, I claim my right.

Through every struggle, through every fight,
Her words a beacon, guiding with light.
Injustice trembles, shadows take flight,
With courage, we rise, embracing our might.

Each right a promise, a dream to unfold,
In the tapestry of freedom, stories told.
Her legacy a fire, burning bold,
In every heartbeat, a truth to hold.

Together we stand, for what is just,
In unity and hope, we place our trust.
Her spirit a compass, guiding us,
In the name of rights, we rise, we must.