In the shadows, silent and cold,
Lies prejudice, a story untold.
Whispers in the dark, they creep,
Burying hearts in a sorrow deep.

Unseen battles fought each day,
In minds where biases lay.
A silent struggle, a hidden pain,
The unseen scars that still remain.

The unheard cries of the oppressed,
Their voices stifled, their spirits stressed.
Injustice cloaked in subtle guise,
Hope dimming in tearful eyes.

But through the darkness, light can break,
With love and empathy, hearts awake.
Together, we can forge a path,
To a world free from prejudice’s wrath.