Out of the silence, a whisper takes flight,
A chorus that pierces the shadows of night.
It rises from deep in the heart of the crowd
The voice of a nation, unbroken and proud.
A language of hope now spoken by all,
A whisper of courage that answers the call.
It heals every fracture, it brightens the dark,
And rekindles the flame from a flickering spark.
For justice demands more than promises made;
It seeks out the truth where the memories fade.
It balances scales for the weak and the small,
Ensuring that fairness extends unto all.
Where truth is a shield and integrity reigns,
Unshackling the poor from oppression and chains,
No longer in shadows shall liberty weep,
Nor break the solemn vows we swore we would keep.
Our words are the bridges across the divide,
Sweeping away all the hatred and pride.
In empathy’s tongue, we begin to restore
The faith that was broken on sorrow's bleak shore.
Though different our paths and the songs that we sing,
Together one powerful rhythm we bring.
In unity’s bond, every burden grows light,
As millions step forward to champion the right.
Across every valley, our voices ignite,
To bridge the abyss and to walk in the light.
With hands joined together, division shall cease,
Forging a bond that is anchored in peace.
So listen, world, to the call of the free,
A vision of who we are destined to be.
With hope as our language and justice our guide,
We march into morning, united in pride.