In alleys where the shadows blend,
Among the dreams that never mend,
Lies a song of silent cries,
Where hope is but a fleeting guise.
The streets are paved with stories untold,
Of hearts weary, and spirits cold,
Each dawn breaks with a sigh,
Yet resilience dares to touch the sky.
Children dance on threads of dreams,
Amidst the hunger, their laughter beams,
In their eyes, a universe of wonder,
Defying the darkness that pulls them under.
In every whisper of the night,
Echoes a promise of a fight,
For in the heart of poverty’s reign,
Hope emerges, breaking the chain.