Beneath the shadows of struggle

In alleys where shadows dance with jest,

poverty wears a tattered jest.

A dark humor in the struggle's rhyme,

echos laughter in the bleakest time.

Empty pockets, a comedic stage,

where irony performs on poverty's page.

Gallows humor, a survival art,

paints punchlines on a destitute heart.

Ramen feasts in cardboard home,

satire whispers where destitute roam.

Cacophony of hunger, sardonic song,

yet resilient spirits march along.

In the satire of scarcity's embrace,

punchlines mask the hunger's trace.

For in the midst of life's dire jest,

hope's laughter rises from the jest.

In the dance of shadows, resilience prevails.

For in laughter's echo, hope never fails.