In the quiet corners where whispers fade,
Hunger lingers with a haunting gaze.
Empty plates echo the silent cries,
Of dreams unfulfilled beneath the skies.
Fragile hands reach for hope unseen,
Shadows of hunger, a constant theme.
A world divided by the feast and fall,
Where malnutrition casts its pall.
The sun rises on a barren land,
Promises broken like grains of sand.
Yet within these trials, resilience grows,
A spirit unyielding, a heart that knows.
Let not the silence steal their voice,
For every child deserves a choice.
Together we stand, against the night,
To bring their struggles into the light.