In the hush of dawn, a whisper grows strong,
Echoes of courage, where all belong.
With every step, she claims the day,
A tapestry of dreams, woven in clay.

Her spirit, a river, unyielding and vast,
Flowing through ages, unbound by the past.
Each wave of change, a melody pure,
In the heart of the storm, she stands secure.

Through shadows of doubt, her light prevails,
A beacon of hope, where justice sails.
Her voice, a chorus, rising high,
Painting the sky with a fierce, bold cry.

In unity, they gather, hand in hand,
A sisterhood of strength, a timeless band.
For every woman, a story untold,
Together they rise, fearless and bold.