In shadows deep where hope retreats,
The hungry souls tread weary streets.
Their whispered dreams, a distant hue,
Beneath the sky of endless blue.

Among the echoes of silent pleas,
Lies a world on bended knees.
The empty bowls, the eyes that weep,
In restless nights where hunger creeps.

Yet in the dark, a flicker of light,
Sparks of kindness ignite the night.
For every hand that reaches out,
Can turn the tide of fear and doubt.

So let us rise, with hearts that care,
To heal the wounds, the burdens share.
For in unity, we find our way,
To a brighter, hunger-free day.