Spoken Word

[Instrumental intro] [Verse] In the twilight of alleys where jazz whispers its tune, Anonymous faces, souls shattered by fortune's cruel prune, The wealthy play their cards, the poor dance with dice, A perpetual dance of injustice, tearing through life's splice. Justice, a chimera, a mirage in the urban dune, Hearts beating to the rhythm of injustice's tune, Men behind bars, children in forsaken streets, Scars of injustice, wounds that time fails to treat. [Chorus] Jazz and injustice, a symphony of shadows and light, In the pulse of wounded hearts, prayers take flight, For a world where equity is the key to our strife, Where each jazz note could heal the cuts in life. [Instrumental sax solo] [Verse] Sirens wail in the night, echoes of broken dreams, Stories of bias, of intertwined discriminations it seems, Invisible minorities crushed beneath systemic weights, Seeking voice, seeking hope in a world that abates. Streets as crime scenes, theatres of moral breakdown, Where power and wealth dictate laws with a heartless crown, Yet in the haze of despair, the saxophone weeps, For the forgotten, the oppressed, the hearts it keeps. [Chorus] Jazz and injustice, a symphony of shadows and light, In the pulse of wounded hearts, prayers take flight, For a world where equity is the key to our strife, Where each jazz note could heal the cuts in life. [Interlude] [Verse] Amidst the shadows where the city breathes sighs, Stories of struggles and resilience under the skies, Communities marginalized, voices stifled in fear, Yearning for justice, as the echoes of injustice draw near. The rhythm of hope beats strong, in the hearts of the oppressed, A melody of resistance, where dreams are repossessed, For every life unjustly torn, every soul left to grieve, Jazz becomes the anthem, for those who still believe. [Bridge] Behind each note, each beat, lies a story untold, Of resilience, of unity, in a world yet to unfold, Jazz echoes through the streets, a symphony of the brave, A tribute to those who dare to hope, those who strive to save. [Chorus] Jazz and injustice, a symphony of shadows and light, In the pulse of wounded hearts, prayers take flight, For a world where equity is the key to our strife, Where each jazz note could heal the cuts in life. [Outro] [Fade out] Jazz and injustice, a symphony of shadows and light, In the pulse of wounded hearts, prayers take flight, For a world where equity is the key to our strife, Where each jazz note could heal the cuts in life. [END]