Difficult Times

The wind whispers stories we don't want to hear A wounded world trying to heal Silent streets tell harsh truths Where hunger and fear reveal the cracks in our roots Cries silenced by walls of indifference Justice is a dream in a world of negligence Difficult times where the light hides away But in the darkness, hope finds its way We are seeds beneath the storm Growing toward a sky that keeps us torn Empty hands seeking a touch of warmth Children bearing the weight of the norm Wealth is a luxury, poverty a mirror Of a system that forgets its own bearer Yet in every tear there's a seed Of struggle, of strength, of simple needs We're more than this gray stormy sky Together we'll rise and redefine why Difficult times where the light hides away But in the darkness, hope finds its way We are seeds beneath the storm Growing toward a sky that keeps us torn And though the road is rough and steep We'll fight together promises to keep Difficult times they won't be our defeat