In the shadows where the silent weep,
Dreams lie broken, promises deep,
A world where justice turns its face,
Leaving scars, a bitter trace.

Echoes of hopes once brightly sung,
Now stifled, silenced, barely clung,
The scales of fairness tipped askew,
In fields where only few dreams grew.

Hands that build the grandest dreams,
Toil unseen in unjust schemes,
Equality a distant star,
For those who wander, who they are.

Yet still beneath the moon’s soft glow,
A flame of hope begins to grow,
In unity, the silent roar,
For justice, peace, forevermore.