In the labyrinth of concrete dreams,
Where shadows dance with neon gleams,
Society weaves its intricate threads,
Binding hearts and minds in complex webs.

Voices echo in the crowded streets,
Silent cries in hurried beats,
In the quest for more, we often lose,
The simple joys, the morning dews.

Beneath the towers that touch the sky,
Stories of sorrow and joy lie,
Each face a canvas, painted with care,
In the vast mosaic, we all share.

Yet in the chaos, there’s a spark,
A light that brightens the dark,
In unity, we find our grace,
In society’s embrace, a common place.