Today, as the world honours rights innate,
We gather, undeterred by walls of hate.
For justice’s march knows neither time nor age,
And young voices rise to light the stage.

In the heart of youth, a spark takes hold,
A vision of freedoms, unbought, unsold.
With ISHR’s guidance, this spark has grown,
Into fires of change, brightly shown.

Through the ambassadors’ unwavering stand,
Projects and dreams take root in the land.
They speak for the voiceless, the silenced, the weak,
Fighting for futures all hearts seek.

In the digital age, with hashtags as might,
We turn algorithms into beams of light.
#Activism—more than a trend—
A lifeline of hope for those who defend.

Young hands that type, tweet, and share,
Build movements of justice, globally aware.
From pixels to protests, the message is clear:
Rights for all—defy doubt and fear.

For every treaty signed and promise made,
It’s the youth who hold the barricade.
From fields to forums, they shape the fight,
Bearing the torch of equality’s light.

So let us applaud the power of the young,
In every song sung, in every word flung.
Their resilience, their courage, their ceaseless drive,
A testament to why human rights thrive.

Today, we recommit to this noble cause,
To justice unshaken by unjust laws.
With hope as our anthem, and action, our creed,
Young voices will lead where humanity pleads.

Together we rise, as hearts intertwine,
Bound by a vision, transcendent, divine.
And as we recite, let this truth remain:
Human rights are ours—unchained, unclaimed.

By Percy C Mpindi