In halls of power where echoes ring,
The government stands, a mighty thing.
With dreams of justice in its core,
It seeks to balance, to restore.

Beneath the flag, diverse and vast,
Voices rise from future to past.
A tapestry of hopes and fears,
Woven through the passing years.

Policies crafted with careful hand,
Guide the fate of this great land.
Yet in the shadows, whispers grow,
Of promises kept, or those let go.

O leaders, hear the people’s call,
In unity, may wisdom fall.
For in the trust they place in thee,
Lies the strength of democracy.