In the quiet corners of a restless night,
Where whispers of the silenced rise,
The shadows dance with a hidden light,
Seeking justice beneath darkened skies.

The cries of the unheard echo deep,
Through valleys where the truth is lost,
Dreams of fairness in hearts we keep,
A hope not yet by time embossed.

Faces of those who stood so strong,
Yet fell to power’s ruthless might,
Their stories linger, a mournful song,
Injustice casts its endless blight.

But in our hands, the change we hold,
To lift the veil that blinds the eye,
A future where the brave and bold
Will rise, and justice will not die.