In streets where shadows silently weep,
The chasm between dreams and reality lies deep.
Under the stars, they sleep on the ground,
While lavish mansions in silence are crowned.

The children’s laughter, a distant song,
In alleys where they truly belong.
Hope, a mirage in the desert of need,
Where hearts silently, desperately bleed.

Wealth and power, a fortress so grand,
While the poor bear life’s heavy hand.
Injustice woven in the fabric of time,
A tale of disparity, a silent crime.

Yet in the darkness, a spark of light,
A dream that someday, we’ll unite.
To bridge the gap, to heal the scar,
To make equality not just a distant star.