Standing Alone by Anonymous

 

When we are divided, we stand alone

When we choose to hate over love – alone

Not sure what convinces us that

Individuality is a symbol of power

Nay, it’s a sign of struggle

Dividing our hearts, separating us all

It’s neither humble or kind

 

But together with all our different

Accents we are music

For a choir is more talented than any

One star could ever strive to be

 

Such a sweet delight to dance and sing

And love together denying self

Of the temptation to stand – alone