Beneath the shadows of the towering skyscrapers,
Lies a world unseen, unheard, and unfed,
Where the whispers of the hungry echo through the night,
And the dreams of the poor fade with the light.

Streets paved with hardship, hearts heavy with despair,
The faces of hunger, etched with lines of care,
Every sunrise brings hope that quickly decays,
As the pangs of starvation mark the endless days.

Children with empty eyes, searching for a morsel,
Mothers with broken spirits, hiding their struggle,
Fathers with calloused hands, seeking solace in vain,
In a world that turns a blind eye to their pain.

Yet, amidst the sorrow, a spark still remains,
The strength of the human spirit, unbroken by chains,
For even in the darkest corners of the earth,
Hope can find a place, and give life a new birth.