Blue and red lights flashed in the distance,

Dancing in the night, is a pulse of resistance,

A distant hum, a whisper of sound,

Not the law, but something profound,

A heartbeat echoed, slow and deep,

A secret meeting where shadows creep,

Lights flicker, brief as a dream,

Not law’s pursuit, but something more unseen,

A silent signal in the night,

Guiding the lost, hiding from sight.