In the shadowed alleys where whispers dwell,
Lies a tale of silent struggles, untold and deep.
Chains unseen, yet heavy as a knell,
Binding spirits in a restless sleep.

Beneath the weight of unyielding skies,
Dreams falter, crushed by hands unseen.
Hope flickers, a fragile fire that defies,
The choking grip of a world so mean.

Yet in the cracks, where darkness fears to tread,
Seeds of defiance find their place to grow.
Voices rise, though once left unsaid,
Gathering strength in a resilient flow.

Through tears and scars, a dawn begins to break,
A symphony of courage, bold and bright.
In unity, the chains will surely quake,
As the oppressed reclaim their rightful light.