The Voice of Rohingya Leaders

The Voice of Rohingya Leaders In the darkest nights, you light the way, A beacon of hope that shall not sway. Through trials deep and battles wide, You stand with courage, side by side. The world may turn and close its eyes, Yet still, your voices rise and rise. No walls of fear, no chains of might, Can silence truth or dim its light. You speak for those whose cries are lost, Who've paid their dreams at sorrow’s cost. Through exile’s pain and bitter strife, You fight for dignity, for life. Not swords you wield, nor shields you bear, But justice pure, a heart laid bare. With wisdom’s fire and honor bright, You lead your people through the night. For every mother, torn and weak, For every child, too hurt to speak, For fathers lost in endless tide, For homes once dear, now cast aside. A land was ours, a past so grand, Yet now we walk on foreign sand. Still, in our hearts, we hold the key, A dream of home, of being free. No refugee, no outcast soul, Shall live without a rightful goal. You raise the banner, bold and high, And dare the world to hear the cry. The blood of martyrs stains the land, Yet still, you rise and take your stand. The chains may bind, the winds may blow, But truth will rise, and justice