In the silent halls where whispers rest,
Ethics weave a tale profound and true;
Guiding hearts with gentle, steady hands,
Through the labyrinth of choices we pursue.

A compass forged in the fires of thought,
Its needle points to justice, fair and bright;
In shadows deep, where doubts may dwell,
It carves a path of honor, shedding light.

Compassion blooms in fields of understanding,
Each action weighed with kindness clear and bold;
For in the dance of right and wrong, we find,
A melody of conscience softly told.

Let us walk with courage on this gentle path,
Where truth and empathy forever blend;
In every step, a legacy unfolds,
A testament to the soul’s enduring end.