The world has tilted,
edges fraying as storms gather,
the weight of silence
as heavy as the years gone by,
heavier still for those who wait
to be seen, to be heard,
to be free in ways others
take for granted.
We will not stand in the shadows
where history has placed us,
each footfall now bold and defiant,
refusing to be erased,
our stories woven into a tapestry
too strong and vibrant to ignore.
The past has tried to bind us,
marked our paths with walls
and voices that said, not for you,
but our hands are steady,
our voices clear, growing louder
with each echo of all who came before us
and all who walk beside us now.
We are as resilient as the dawn,
brightening each corner
they said we’d never reach.
In our unity, we carry forward this promise:
we will not yield,
we will not shrink back.
The horizon glows with the light
of what we are becoming,
and we will meet it together,
unyielding and free.
We will not go back.