In shadows deep, where whispers freeze,
The silent scream of broken dreams,
A world in pain, a heart that bleeds,
A violent storm of shattered pleas.

The streets are stained with crimson cries,
Beneath the veil of darkened skies,
Innocence lost in the blink of eyes,
A violent dance where hope defies.

Through fractured walls, the echoes roar,
Of lives once pure, now torn and sore,
The silent scream that we ignore,
A violent truth we can’t explore.

Yet in the dark, a spark remains,
A fragile light amidst the chains,
A hope that heals, a love that reigns,
To end the violence, soothe the pains.