Our pride is prejudiced,

Oppression incredulous.

We need a regimen,

Something to cure this obscuring element,

Still prevalent in the world we are present in.

Our prescence in society isn't always welcomed,

Seldom recognized,

In a positive light.

Through this intense fight,

We stand tight.

We unite.

With hindsight of what our people went through in the past,

Our generation has an unsurpassed desire,

To at long last acquire,

The long awaited recognition,

Fulfilling our mission,

Clinging to our ambition,

To become one.

Peacefully we protest,

Getting no rest,

Until we find our gateway,

To freedom and success.

Reiterting the words of the activists,

Who had the appetence to become known.

Together,

It can be shown,

That we the people, can build the stepping stone,

Finally be the leading tone,

The voice of society.