In corridors of whispers, where shadows dwell,
The echo of promises, weaves its silent spell.
A tapestry of dreams, both fragile and bold,
In hands that govern, stories are told.

Beneath the weight of crowns, the burden grows,
In the halls of justice, truth ebbs and flows.
A dance of decisions, in measured grace,
Seeking a future, all can embrace.

The voices of the many, a chorus loud,
Cry out for a leader, both humble and proud.
In the heart of the nation, hope finds its voice,
In unity and strength, we make our choice.

Yet in the silence, where power resides,
Lies the promise of change, where courage abides.
A beacon of light in the darkest night,
Guiding the people to a future bright.