With banners high and voices strong,
Women march together, united and long.
They come from all walks of life and race,
Standing for equality, with courage and grace.
Their feet move in rhythm to the beat of their heart,
As they march for the rights that they will not part.
Their voices echo through the streets,
Demanding change, until true justice meets.
Their hearts are filled with hope and light,
As they stand for all that is just and right.
For too long have women been suppressed,
Their voices silenced and their dreams repressed.
But now they march with strength and pride,
No longer willing to let their power hide.
With every step they take, they light a flame,
A beacon of hope, a change that we claim.
And so they march, with passion and zeal,
A force to be reckoned with, a movement that's real.
Their message echoes far and wide,
For women's rights, they'll never hide.
With every march, their voices grow,
And with every voice, new hope will show.
For women everywhere, it's a new dawn,
A day to march together, and a new era born.
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It is time the male-chauvinist rulers and religious "leaders" listen to the voices of women.