Day 3: The Rooster's Cry

They said the rooster was noisy. They said, Why does he cry every morning?

But the rooster replied: I am not crying because I am

weak. I am crying so the world will know I fought the night.

Darkness came. Fear came. He survived. His cry was not noise —

it was testimony. Some people speak loudly not because they love attention

but because silence would erase their survival. My culture whispered this truth.