Beneath the vast, expansive skies,
Where dreams and rights intertwine,
June’s words echo, bold and wise,
In every heart, a hopeful sign.

Through battles fought with pen and might,
She carved a path for voices still,
Her truths ignited, pure and bright,
A beacon on the distant hill.

She taught us strength in whispered tones,
That justice grows from seeds we sow,
In every struggle, we are not alone,
For unity will always grow.

So, let us rise, empowered and free,
With courage drawn from her embrace,
Claiming rights with dignity,
In her legacy, we find our place.