In shadows' grip, the Leader's might,
Pawns suffocate in the silent night.
Rifles raised, a plea unheard,
Freedom's illusion, a muted word.
Chessboard silenced, whispers gone,
Needle pillars, shadows drawn.
8/12 unfolds, tragedy sealed,
15 voices, in shadows revealed.
One december night, dictatorship's hold,
A decade's whispers, stories untold.
Shattered dreams, unity torn,
Cultural echoes, mournfully worn.
Threats echo, death's silent breath,
Freedom's mirage, a dance with death.
Speech veiled, a future concealed,
In this haunted realm, fear revealed.
Born of fear, in shadows cast,
Chilling whispers, secrets amassed.
Today, the 20th, after 41 years,
Justice served, dissolving silent fears.
