Dear Reader
In shadows fail the innocent and pure,
A haunting darkness, where secrets endure,
Poems to unveil their silent cries,
To shed light on the hidden, to empathize
Oh, tender souls, souls tarnished and torn,
By the hands that betrayed, by the hearts forsworn,
You, who walk with burdens none sees
Let my words embolden, set your hearts free.
You are not alone, victims of this night
Together we shall stand, against this fight,
With every verse I weave, to every sorrowful plea
I hope to shed light, to break your voices free.
For you, the warriors who’ve battled through the storm
To those in the fight, that are waiting for reform.
The darkness that engulfs you, engulfs you no more.
Trade sorrow for strength, and sadness for war.
For in your story lies your resilience untold,
In each scar, is a tale of strength, that’s brave and bold
Your voices will be heard, breaking the obscured seal,
Let our collective outcry heal the wound that kills.
Let this be a canvas for your voices to soar,
A refuge from pain that you’ve held at your core.
No longer shall the shame suffocate your name,
We rally behind you, our tireless flame,
So let us rise, united we stand, side by side,
Raise your voice, till you no longer can hide,
A symphony of strength, to shatter the dark
For every victim, a testament, a spark.
So here’s a tribute, a testament to your might,
To all the victims of the unspoken night.
