In the quiet whispers of the night,
Lies a tale of shadows and plight,
Where dreams are chained by unseen chains,
And hearts are pierced with silent pains.

Through eyes that seek a world so fair,
Only to find prejudice everywhere,
Their voices muted by the storm,
Struggling to find a place to belong.

The weight of bias, a heavy cloak,
On shoulders of those who never spoke,
Yearning for a dawn so bright,
Where love and justice ignite.

Yet in the darkest hours of despair,
Hope flickers with a gentle care,
For in unity we find our strength,
To end this sorrow, at any length.