In the dawn of whispered dreams,
She rises with a fiery light,
Breaking through the silent screams,
Claiming the truth, her right.
The chains of silence, once so tight,
Now shatter with her mighty voice,
She stands, a beacon in the night,
In her strength, she finds her choice.
Her steps echo through the ages,
Defying shadows of the past,
Writing change on future’s pages,
Her spirit strong, her vision vast.
Together they march, hand in hand,
A tapestry of colors bright,
For every woman in the land,
They forge a path in unity’s light.