In the shadows of a troubled sky,
Where whispers of silence softly cry,
A world torn by anger’s fierce embrace,
Seeking solace in a gentle place.

The echoes of a shattered dream,
Flow through rivers, a silent stream,
Where voices rise yet fall unheard,
In the quiet rustle of a broken word.

Beneath the weight of heavy hearts,
Hope flickers dim, yet never parts,
For in the darkness, light will grow,
A promise in the afterglow.

Through the storm, a path we find,
Mending the wounds of humankind,
With every step, a chance to heal,
To break the chains that violence seals.