Steel wakes, smoke climbs, we rise from the rail—
Hyperbole heartbeat, hammering hail.
Torn flags rewoven, brighter than black,
every breath a drumbeat: the pride is back.
Roar louder than thunder, run faster than fear,
grin through the grit, let the whole sky hear.
Past never broken, future on track—
fists to the sunrise, the pride is back.