A Woman’s Whisper

A voice of a woman, like the scent of jasmine,

A whisper that echoes, a tale of her plight,

A journey through pain, and a search for truth,

Her spirit endures, in the face of strife.

Her words paint a picture, of a world divided,

Of a people oppressed, and a land in pain,

Of the tears of mothers, and the cries of children,

Of the loss of a home, and the pain of gain.

Her voice is a bridge, between the past and present,

A reminder of all that was lost and gained,

Of the power of love, in the face of injustice,

And the resilience of the human spirit, sustained.

So listen to her words, as they weave their magic,

A story of hope, and of love that will remain,

For in her voice, lies the voice of a nation,

And the heartbeat of a people, forever the same