For all a chance,

a choice.

To be heard,

with a voice.

 

Each gifted with a tongue,

to be spoken without fears.

Each blessed with a mind,

to understand the blood and tears.

 

Why chain down the thoughts

that make us individuals?

Why allow the onslaughts

to our basic rights?

 

We are not just one,

for we are many.

We are second to none,

for we are our own.

 

The world is ours

We have the final say

Free words at all hours

This is the day