In the concrete jungle, dreams lie still,
Underneath the neon glow of the night,
Whispers of stories untold, hearts to fill,
Seeking a world where wrongs turn right.

The homeless wander through alleys of despair,
Invisible in their presence, unheard cries,
A society that turns a blind eye, unaware,
Of the lives that fade beneath endless skies.

Injustice lingers in the shadow’s hold,
A tapestry of voices, yearning to be free,
Bound by chains of silence, stories untold,
They gather courage, demanding dignity.

Yet amid the darkness, a spark ignites,
A movement of change, a chorus of dreams,
Together they rise, reclaiming their rights,
Building a future where hope redeems.