A woman's beauty has no fear, Graceful curves like breaths of wind, A gaze that holds the weight of time. But it's the soul behind those eyes. That makes her more than body. Beyond the body, beyond desire, The truth of beauty's in the fire Of a woman's heart that beats to grow Beyond the painting, her spirit glows. A fearless spirit. One eye may be lost, but strength remains, A silent reminder of what they endured. Into the darkness a riot of flowers bloom, Each petal shines, a symbol of hope, Amidst the chaos, the fear and the pain. flowers that never fade. For their freedom, their dreams, and lives. Their voices and hearts will always trace, Their legacy, their stories, their fight, For a future where freedom shines bright.