Different Worlds

The city wakes under a silver sky,

while forests fade and rivers slowly die.

We talk about progress, freedom, peace, and light,

but still trade our quiet hearts for screens at night.

We teach kids how to win every race,

but forget to teach them kindness and grace.

We reach the stars and map the skies above,

yet miss the person standing right in front of us.

And maybe there’s a world we haven’t made,

where no one’s worth is bought or traded.

Maybe it’s not so far away or out of sight—

maybe it’s just inside us, choosing right.

We’ve learned to build, to conquer, to know

but not always how to care as we grow.

And maybe the future isn’t lost or far—
it starts wherever better people are.