Fast Lights, Slow Hearts

A Modern Life in Motion

The city's lights shine bright at night,

A world of screens, both blue and white.

Messages fly, so fast, so free,

Yet hearts still long for what used to be.

A coffee shop, a hurried glance,

No time for love, no time to dance.

Dreams are streamed and stored in files,

Yet faces lack their warming smiles.

Cars rush past, their engines hum,

A race where no one knows who won.

Yet in the park, a child plays,

Lost in laughter, lost in rays.

The world is fast, the world is grand,

Yet peace is found in holding hands.

For modern life may shine and gleam,

But love and joy still weave the dream.