Be the Voice of Change

With weary eyes and empty bowls.

The streets their home, the night their friend,

In search of kindness, hearts to mend.

A plea for love, a silent cry,

Beneath the vast and open sky.

Their paws are worn, their spirits frail,

Yet hope endures through every tale.

A whispering wind calls out our name,

To end the suffering, end the shame.

Our voices strong, our hearts united,

For every stray, a future lighted.

Be the change, the guiding light,

In the darkness of the night.

A world where all can safely roam,

In love and warmth, they find a home.