In the heart of bustling cities, where lights dazzle bright,
Lie whispers of lives unseen, hidden from our sight.
Streets echo silent cries, dreams left behind,
Shadows of forgotten souls, silently intertwined.

Beneath the towering spires, in alleys dark and deep,
Lives a world of silent tears, where invisible souls weep.
Inequality weaves its web, a tapestry of despair,
Voices of the silenced, echoing in the air.

On the margins of our vision, where the light barely glows,
They walk the path of shadows, where inequality grows.
Dreams are but distant stars, unreachable and far,
In a world divided, where hope is left ajar.

Rise, oh voices, from the depths of unseen pain,
Let your cries be the thunder, breaking through the chain.
For in unity and love, a brighter world can be,
Where echoes of silent streets, sing of equality free.