Wednesday, 26 February 2025

When Soil Sparks

In a world where pixels paint the sky

Where children's dreams lie

I shape the world, the future, the beating drum

Youth's dreams yet to come


I am the code, the light and understand every breed

The answer to human need

I am the cloud and the stream

The life of your digital dream.


In the playground where children run free

Where there is so much happiness and glee

But problems of socialisation start to arise

Their phones and gadgets are their main prize. 


A group of teens, their heads bent low

When their gadgets start to glow

Fingers scroll their eyes grip tight

A girl with a ball runs towards the light


Look up and wide

There is a whole world waiting outside

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