humility is not for the weak
it bends you to the ground
where you meet another’s scars
and learn to kiss their ache
when you shed your pride
you see yourself in others
hands clasped not to conquer
but to carry one another
unity grows in the quiet
where egos dissolve into dust
where we soften our truths
and embrace what divides
peace is the child of unity
it blooms where hearts kneel
to hold the weight together
and rise as one unbroken.