In the shadows, where dreams are often lost,
Lies a world where hope comes at a cost.
Faces weary, hands soiled by the fight,
Searching for solace in the endless night.

Streets whisper tales of forgotten souls,
Where hunger lingers and the bell tolls.
Children with eyes that mirror the skies,
Yearn for a future where their spirit flies.

Beneath the weight of an unforgiving fate,
Hearts beat strong, refusing to abate.
In every corner, in every darkened street,
Resilience rises, refusing to concede defeat.

Yet, in the midst of despair’s cruel embrace,
Dreams still flourish, seeking their own space.
For in the hearts of those who silently fight,
Lies the power to turn darkness into light.