Tethered

In the city's heart, where neon dreams abound, Tethered to the grind, in echoes, we're found. In the dance of dollars, reality unwinds, A capitalist waltz, leaving empathy behind.

Concrete jungles rise, ambitions climb high, Yet in the climb, we lose touch with the sky. Digits on screens dictate our self-worth, Tethered to illusions, forgetting our birth.

Nature's whispers drowned in market cries, As empathy withers, and connection sighs. In pursuit of fortune, we drift away, Tethered to capitalism, dreams in disarray.

The ties that bind are chains unseen, As we chase illusions, forgetting what's been. Tethered to a system, a reality deferred, In the pursuit of more, our essence is blurred.

• Digital painting, AI and Collage