Union

United we stand, a chorus of voices,
Hands clasped across the workshop floor,
Solidarity's pulse in every heartbeat,
The rhythm of labour, steady and sure.

In the hall where the banners softly flutter,
Threads of hope are woven tight—
A tapestry of sisters, brothers,
Striving for justice in the pale morning light.

From the clang of the factory to the whisper of the office,
From the fields where the harvest sighs,
To the city streets where ideas gather,
We bind our fates beneath shared skies.

For union is not merely a word,
It is the promise that none shall fall alone,
A collective breath, a shared accord,
Turning solitary toil into strength that’s known.

So let the anthems rise, let the concord swell,
In every pledge, in every signed accord—
Together we forge the future, quell
The doubts that linger, and reap our reward.