In the quiet corners of forgotten streets,
Lies a tale of sorrow and silent defeat.
Where justice wears a shroud of night,
And truth is hidden from the light.

The voices of the weak, drowned in despair,
Echo through the hollow, empty air.
Promises made but never fulfilled,
Dreams deferred, hearts unwillingly stilled.

Eyes that see but choose to ignore,
The plight of those who can take no more.
Chains of silence bind their cries,
As the world turns away, indifferent to lies.

Yet hope lingers in the shadows cast,
A whisper of change, a light to outlast.
For every heart that beats for truth,
Can break the chains, reclaim lost youth.