In the alleys where the sun forgets to shine,
Shadows dance in silence, unseen and forlorn.
Faces etched with stories of hunger and pain,
Whispering tales of dreams lost and torn.

Beneath the tattered roofs and crumbling walls,
Children play in the dust, unaware of their plight.
Eyes that once sparkled with innocent glee,
Now dimmed by the harshness of endless nights.

Mothers weep in the quiet of the night,
Cradling hopes that tomorrow might bring,
A morsel of bread, a glimmer of light,
In a world where poverty reigns as king.

Yet within the darkness, a flicker remains,
Of resilience, of strength, of unyielding grace.
For in the hearts of those who struggle and strive,
Lies the spirit of humanity, forever alive.