In halls where echoes softly tread,
Beneath the flags that proudly wave,
The whispers of governance are spread,
As leaders strive, the nation to save.
Through corridors of power they roam,
With visions clear, yet paths unknown,
The burdens of a land they comb,
For justice, peace, and seeds they’ve sown.
The weight of hope upon their brow,
In every law, in every vow,
They shape the future from the now,
With hearts that guide and minds that plow.
Yet in the shadows, doubts may creep,
In every promise they must keep,
For in the hands of those who lead,
Lies the strength of a nation’s creed.