In the silence of the night, I find my voice,Echoing through the chambers of my heart,A whisper growing into a resolute roar,Claiming the rights that are mine to hold.

The chains of doubt may cling to my soul,Yet within me lies an unyielding fire,To walk the path of justice, hand in hand,With dreams that soar beyond the horizon.

In the garden of freedom, I plant my dreams,Nurturing them with courage and hope,For every right denied, a seed is sown,In the fertile soil of resilience and strength.

Let my voice be a beacon in the darkest night,A testament to the power I possess,To stand with dignity, to live unshackled,In the light of rights that are mine by birth.