Fresh faces flood the tech town halls
Armed with code they walk the corridors
Syntax soldiers answering the calls
Dreaming of code that breaks down walls
From classrooms to the coding suites
Their dreams compiled in digital feats
Every line a step on tech elites
Hoping their code will find elite repeats
Sons and Daughters of Syntax rise
In your hands the future lies
But beware the industry's guise
Not every code leads to a prize
They talk in loops breathe in tags
Their lives a series of non-stop drags
But underneath the bits and bytes
Are hearts that beat through endless nights
Will they be the change or just a phase
As tech evolves in mysterious ways
They're the next in line in the coders maze
Hoping to end the layoff craze
Sons and Daughters of Syntax rise
In your hands the future lies
But beware the industry's guise
Not every code leads to a prize
Not every code leads to a prize
Sons and Daughters of Syntax rise
In your hands the future lies
But beware the industry's guise
Not every code leads to a prize
Not every code leads to a prize