In the heart of circuits, light and code,
Echoes of data in endless mode,
A dance of zeros and ones, so grand,
Building worlds with a programmer’s hand.

Pixels paint the sky in hues,
Algorithms decide the morning news,
Machines with minds that learn and grow,
Shaping futures only they can know.

Through fiber optics, voices fly,
Across the globe, in the blink of an eye,
A web of connection, vast and wide,
Bridging distances, side by side.

Yet in this digital, boundless sea,
A question lingers, what will be,
As we meld with the machine’s song,
Will we find where we belong?