In shadows cast by moon’s soft light,
Hunger’s whispers dance in flight.
A silent cry, a yearning deep,
Echoes in the night, a secret to keep.

The pangs of want, a gnawing ache,
In dreams of plenty, hearts awake.
Through empty streets and hollow lanes,
Hunger’s song, a haunting refrain.

Beneath the stars, in silent plea,
Souls unite in empathy.
A shared desire, to fill the void,
To banish hunger, dreams employed.

With hope as bright as morning’s ray,
We strive to end the night of grey.
For in our hearts, compassion’s might,
Can turn the whispers into light.