The Essence of Freedom

Upon the winds, a quiet cry,

Of those who dreamed to touch the sky.

Beneath the yoke of countless years,

They held their hope, they held their tears.

In silent nights, they whispered "Free,"

A longing breath, a destiny.

The chains that bound, they broke away,

And freedom found its light that day.

The flag was raised, a symbol high,

A story written in the sky.

Of battles fought and voices loud,

Of silent strength, a nation proud.

Freedom is more than just a word,

It's the flight of a fearless bird.

It's the song of the earth reborn,

The breaking of an endless storm.

Now, as we stand in peaceful grace,

We honor those who paved the space.

For freedom’s path is long and wide,

A journey through the heart and mind.

So let us cherish this gift we've won,

A brighter dawn, a rising sun.

For freedom lives in every day,

In every word, in every way.