Sky Light & Motor Minds

We expect in the coming age, flying transport will be the rage! Will you be with us on that page? Civilian transport will refine. We'll soon have craft with flight design. Patterns of life will redefine. Each form of work gathers up light. Some works cognitive, some’s a fight. Our work in truth is pure delight! Sol's kingdom is pure raw power. Upon the true, blessings shower. With flight speed, we'll max each hour. New transport changes our cities, lifting populous densities. It simplifies complexities. Gross sound pollution will be gone. Cities will buzz with brilliant song, & every person will belong.

New buildings will have flight parking. Each day our brains will be sparking! Into the new we're embarking. In this New World Sol is our core. Sol's power is infinite & more. Our sun we worship & adore. With our light we're highest order. Sol is our endless informer. For wicked he's a destroyer. Up in the skies our spirit frees. Sol's great palace the whole world sees. Amidst it's height we buzz like bees. As high culture we're examples. Our great abundance is ample. For a taste we do have samples. Our cites will have new format. Sol's New Order is most exact. Filth & chaos our plans combat.

Our bright skies will be full of flights. In the sky we fill up our sights. Like glow bugs we'll light up the nights! Sol's kingdom is like no other. There's much to see & discover. The people Sol's love does cover. Daily flight routes are like bee-lines. With patterns our culture refines. Loving our sun, we daily shine. Sol lights cities & the world. With the sun's rays data is hurled. Everyday Sol's will is unfurled. Our aircraft luxurious. Their supreme beauty serious, form & function imperious. With these we move into orbit. We travel far in a minute. Sol's over Earth & all things of it.

Motors ruled our last century. We’ve changed much with technology. They’ve become our biology. Our lives are caught up in motion. Cities are much like an ocean. They are vast hubs of commotion. Just ask your local reporter. Our lives burn much like a motor. Some will last long, some are shorter. Many fail to realize truth. For some life’s a show from a booth. We sacrifice age for our youth. Life now moves faster than ever. The world’s weight is like a feather. To ride the winds you’re the weather.

A loved car is something alive. Don’t deny this just open your eyes! Facing the road not all survive. Some like bikes that streak like bullets. Some are gangs with hostile intent. Some will take routes we don’t expect. With motive power you will find, life does blur each place left behind. Was it all just dreams of the mind? We know the truth when we listen. Our brains will fire like pistons! Each life in Sol’s eye does glisten. We might lose track of our abode, chasing dust on the road. Do we lead kindly light or goad? Do we drive, or our cars drive us? Are we composed or do we fuss? Are we like a sport or like a bus?

Get prepared for what is to come. There’s no stop to what has begun. In our great sun all things are one. Cities will burn with living flames. Ways of the road won’t be the same. Each car will be programed & tamed. We do face much excitation, looking towards pure automation, in the new-wave generation. With our choices let’s be tasteful. With regrets we end up wasteful. Build a city not a landfill. To be careless means you could die. To face the end you will know why. Get ready to see through Sol’s eye. Facing the heat of a city, the truths not always that pretty, our star’s the core of the frenzy. Prepare for neon revival! The stakes are more than survival. Our fear is our only rival.