In silent whispers, cities grow,
With every heartbeat, numbers flow.
Concrete jungles stretch and rise,
Beneath the endless, sprawling skies.

Children’s laughter fills the air,
In crowded parks, they play and share.
Among the towers, dreams take flight,
Amidst the bustling urban night.

Roads intertwine like veins of life,
Connecting stories, joy, and strife.
Yet in this surge, we pause and see,
The fragile balance of harmony.

Nature’s voice, a gentle plea,
To tread with care, to plant a tree.
In the shadows of progress, let us find,
A path to nurture humankind.