In the halls of power, shadows twist and turn,
Ideals clash, as fervent fires burn.
Dreams of utopia, visions so grand,
Woven by hearts and minds, hand in hand.

Liberty’s call, a siren song sweet,
Yet bound by chains, freedom’s incomplete.
Equality echoes in the chambers vast,
A promise of futures, yet shadows are cast.

Conservatism holds, to traditions tight,
Guarding the past, with all its might.
Progressivism whispers, change is near,
Transforming the old, embracing the clear.

Amidst the rhetoric, truth often fades,
In the dance of ideologies, light and shades.
Yet hope persists, in the hearts of the free,
For a world united, in harmony.