In bustling streets, young eyes aspire,
Bright faces glued to glowing screens.
Downbeat, heads bowed low,
Lost in endless scrolls,
Erased in the glow of routine.
Sleepwalking toward the abyss,
Breath held tight, a near miss,
Chasing thoughts from day to night,
Buzzing with a joyless trance.
Laughter fades in distant echoes,
Every thumb a fleeting flutter,
Missing chances, endearing shadows.
These pixels chart our dreams,
A numbing, hypnotic ritual.
Sparks collide with weary hearts,
Weaving paths, we hardly fathom –
Like oblivious ghosts, we drift,
A blend of digital doom shall come.
Geeks of tech, regimented, primed –
Open your mind, unplug all ye fantasies.
Each byte lures a deadly fate.
Be mindful of steps that stray,
Heaviness weighs on drifting days.
Embrace the now, walk tall –
For tomorrow is a heartbeat away,
Seize the moment.
Free your spirit, grace the pavement.
Your guardian angel abides.
Life’s compass guides you on your journey,
Navigating through small wonders,