In corridors where shadows tread, decisions weave
The tapestry of nations, unseen, they interleave
Voices rise and fall, a symphony of might
Yet in the quiet, truth takes flight.

Promises cast like nets to the throng
What is right, what is wrong?
Between the whispers and the loud decree
Lies the heart of democracy.

Power shifts like sands in time
Eager hands and minds align
For in the end, the song we sing
Is bound by what the future brings.

So stand, oh hearts of vision clear
Beyond the noise, beyond the fear
For in the halls where shadows play
May light and justice find their way.