cruelty

In the silent streets where shadows fall, Where once we laughed and heard the call, A cry of pain now fills the night, A call to hearts that burn so bright.

The weak, the lost, the gentle souls, Once lived with dreams and lofty goals. But now their world is harsh and cold, A tale of cruelty, unspoken, untold.

Chains and cages, fists and fears, A world of torment, endless tears. The child’s laugh, now but a sigh, The elder’s wisdom, a muted cry.

The dancer’s grace in open air, Marred by grief, no longer there. The dreamer's hope, the poet's light, Dimmed by shadows, lost in night.

Yet, hope remains in hearts that see, The pain and seek to set us free. To end the suffering, break the chains, To cleanse the world of all its pains.

For every person, strong or small, Deserves a life where they stand tall. To walk the earth with head held high, In peace, in love, beneath the sky.

So let us rise and take a stand, Extend to all a helping hand. For in their eyes, the truth we see, Their pain is ours, their plea, our plea.

End cruelty, embrace the light, For every soul has the right, To live with dignity and grace, In a kinder, gentler place.