

Before the world remembered our names,
We were here.
Before they wrote our stories,
We were here.
We built our dreams from dust and stone,
Made distant places feel like home.
We held our children through the night,
And taught the dark to welcome light.
They drew their borders,
changed our names, But never could erase the flame.
Beneath the silence, deep and wide,
A thousand untold stories survived.
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us now?
WE WERE NEVER SILENT!
We were the heartbeat underneath.
WE WERE NEVER BROKEN!
We were the roots beneath your feet.
Through the fire, through the years,
Through the triumph, through the tears,
You may never know our names— But you cannot erase our flames!
Every hand that shaped the ground,
Every voice that carried sound,
Every dream they pushed aside Left a universe alive.
We are more than what was taken,
More than promises forsaken.
Hear the future rise and sing— We are still becoming everything!
We are here…
We are here…
Not a shadow,
not a memory,
We are here.
WE WERE NEVER SILENT!
Let the whole horizon hear!
WE WERE NEVER BROKEN!
We are still standing here!
Through the fire, through the years,
We have outlived all our fears.
You may never know our names—
But you cannot erase our flames!
We were here. We are here.
And we are not disappearing.