In the shadows of the darkest night,
Where hope seems distant, out of sight,
A whisper grows, a voice so small,
Telling tales of those who stand tall.

Through the tempest, through the storm,
Hearts resolute, enduring the norm,
With every step, though fraught with pain,
They rise, they fall, they rise again.

Eyes fixed upon the distant shore,
Dreams of peace and something more,
Though weary bones may ache and tire,
Within their souls burns a fierce fire.

And when the dawn breaks, skies of blue,
Perseverance shines through and through,
For in the end, it’s clear to see,
The unyielding spirit sets us free.