In shadows deep, where few dare tread,
A hero rises, quietly led.
No banners wave, no crowds applaud,
Yet courage blooms, against all odds.

With every step, through nights so cold,
A heart of gold, a spirit bold.
Against the tides, they stand alone,
Their battles fought, their scars unknown.

In silence kept, their tale unfolds,
A strength unmatched, a will that holds.
Through storm and strife, their light does shine,
A beacon bright, a lifeline divine.

So let us honor, though voices mute,
The silent valor, resolute.
For in their quiet, steadfast grace,
We find the hope to face our fate.