In the dawn of time, they whispered in shadows,
Their voices soft, yet hearts were bold.
Through silent nights and days of sorrow,
They paved the path, their stories told.

Beneath the weight of chains and shackles,
They stood with strength, unbent by plight.
With every step, each stride and battle,
They carved a future, fierce and bright.

Their dreams like stars in endless night,
A beacon of hope in darkest hours.
They fought for freedom, for the light,
And claimed their place with might and power.

Now hear their call, a chorus rising,
For justice, peace, and equal rights.
The unyielding flame, ever surprising,
Burns on, igniting countless fights.