Echos of resilience

Among the streets, where echoes of sorrow sound,

Baptized in fear, where danger is found.

Concrete jungles, where innocence is lost,

Dreary days, a high and terrible cost.

Echoes of gunshots, a lullaby of strife,

Forgotten dreams, a hardened life.

Graffiti stories, etched on the walls,

Hope, however, never falls.

In the midst of chaos, hearts still beat,

Just trying to survive, not accepting defeat.

Kids play in the shadows of the towering blocks,

Living dreams in their minds, as hard as rocks.

Mothers weep, yet stay strong,

Nurturing hope, singing a silent song.

Over the noise, love's silent whisper,

Promising a dawn, a future crisper.

Quietly they endure, every day, every night,

Resilience shines, in their eyes so bright.

Streetlights flicker, casting long shadows,

The courage of the community, endlessly grows.

Under the dark sky, they find their light,

Voices rise, ready to fight.

With grit and determination, they strive,

Xeroxing dreams, to keep them alive.

Yearning for peace, they stand tall,

Zealously hoping, for the violence to fall.