In shadows cast by silent cries,
Where justice seeks but often dies,
A world divided still remains,
As pain and sorrow bind in chains.

Among the whispers of the night,
We hear the echoes of the fight,
For hearts that bleed and souls that yearn,
For love and peace to soon return.

The walls of hatred rise so high,
But dreams of unity don’t die,
For in each heart, a seed is sown,
That one day love will be our own.

So let us stand with voices clear,
Against the tide of hate and fear,
For in the light of freedom’s call,
We’ll rise as one, we’ll rise for all.