Threads of Tomorrow

A screen's soft glow, a whispered hum, Automated age has truly come. Invisible threads that bind us all, A world of wonders at our thrall. From pocket's depth, a universe springs, Information's tide on digital wings. A fleeting image, a viral sound, Connections forge the globe around. Algorithms weave, a tailored view, Of what we want and what we do. A constant stream of data's flow, Where truth and fiction often grow. The distant voices now so near, A global chorus banishing fear. But in this network, shadows reside, Where privacy fades and secrets hide. Machines that learn and reason deep, While human touch begins to sleep. A double-edged sword this modern might, A beacon shining in the cyber night. We navigate this complex maze, With hopeful hearts and curious gaze. For in this change, a future lies, Where technology soars to reach the skies. ©bfa030125