In the heart of every city, a silent hum,
A force unseen, yet all around, it flows,
Beneath the streets and through the wires it runs,
Bringing light to every darkened room it knows.

A spark that starts the engine’s mighty roar,
A current that makes devices spring to life,
In every home, in every bustling store,
It powers dreams and cuts through daily strife.

From mighty turbines spinning in the breeze,
To solar panels basking in the sun,
The energy that courses through the trees,
Connects us all, and makes the world as one.

Yet with this gift, a duty we must bear,
To use it wisely, not to waste its might,
For future generations we must care,
To keep the glow of progress burning bright.