In the heart of bustling cities, there lies
A silent cry, a muted plea for light,
Where shadows stretch across the morning skies,
And dreams are hidden far away from sight.

Beneath the gilded towers of the rich,
The streets are paved with tales of broken trust,
Where justice walks a path forever switched,
And hope is buried deep beneath the dust.

The scales of fairness tilted by the weight
Of power held by few, while many weep,
Their voices drowned by echoes of their fate,
As promises of freedom fall asleep.

Yet from the cracks, a whisper starts to rise,
A call to break the chains of old belief,
For in the unity of hearts and minds,
Lies strength to bring an end to all this grief.