In the heart of shadows where dreams lay bare,
Whispers of hunger linger in the air.
Feet tread softly on paths untold,
Seeking warmth in the night’s cold hold.

Faces etched with stories of silent cries,
Eyes reflecting hopes that never die.
Underneath a sky that seldom weeps,
Resilience grows where sorrow sleeps.

Hands reaching for a tomorrow unseen,
Amidst the struggle, a quiet dream.
In the depth of despair’s tight embrace,
Hope flickers in every weary face.

Yet through the cracks of life’s cruel game,
Rises a spirit that none can tame.
For in the heart of poverty’s plight,
Lives the courage to fight the night.