In a world that spins, relentless, fast, Where every soul is bound to outlast, No one stops to see, to care, The silent tears, the quiet despair. The race is on, each chasing a dream, In the blur of it all, we hear no scream. Hearts are bruised, minds are scarred, But empathy’s gone, forgotten, barred. Words, like knives, cut deep, unkind, Leaving scars that no one minds. An apology, a hollow sound, No real meaning to be found. Principles crumble, values fade, In the rush for power, we’ve all been played. We hurt, we break, yet move ahead, Apologetic words are left unsaid. The world goes on, indifferent, cold, While emotions wither, hearts grow old. In this race, where none will stop, We lose our way, and hearts will drop. Description: The world feels like it's spiraling in a whirlwind of self-interest, where each person is caught in their own race—pursuing individual goals and desires, often at the expense of others. In this chaotic rush, empathy has been replaced with apathy. Peo...