Unseen Heroes ------------------------ For the unseen hands that hold us steady, the quiet strength behind every step forward. they came without banners, they left no name asked no thanks, took no claim with steady hands and watchful eyes they did the work then slipped away they lit a lamp and walked alone so others might find their way home they bore the weight no one could see and bent the bars to set some free they passed the note, they hid the bread they stitched the wounds while others fled they knew the risk but chose to stay a truth defended, price to pay some wrote the code, some cleaned the mess some called it out with no redress some held the line with empty hands and drew the maps that freed the lands the books they saved, the beds they made the lies they caught before they stayed the breath they gave, the doors they kept so others passed while still they wept they whispered hope where silence grew their quiet strength like morning dew they stood unseen, but standing tall the humble hands that held us all they faced the storms without a sound where justice faltered, they stood their ground no crowds to cheer, no songs to sing the unseen ones who hold the ring unseen, unheard, still standing true a quiet grace, a deeper view we walk today the roads they cleared the unseen ones who held us here ------------------------------------------------------- 250727 © Heinz G Ross, 2025. Gold Coast, Australia. All rights reserved.