What unites us is not the crown we wear, but the dreams we build from the breath we share. It’s not in power, nor gold, nor fame, but the spark within that lights our name.
What unites us is the touch of grace,
the tears that fall, the warm embrace.
When hearts remember, they beat the same,
division fades, and love remains.
What unites us lives in the eyes,
where truth is born and hatred dies.
A single hope, a whispered prayer,
reminds the lost that someone cares.
What unites us is simple and true:
the will to begin, to forgive, renew.
Though paths may part, our souls align—
We are many hearts, but one design.