There is nothing that has bound greatly together
Like the little string of unity.
There is nothing that has lived together,
But that little fragile culture of unity
Favoured by every great success.
Followed faithfully by every godly process.
They live and we do, all have happiness.
They progress and we didn’t retrogress.
Every one has some things good and satisfying to show us.
That is just the language of that little string
Unity sings the song that teaches all ways of peace.
The philosophy of unity discourages entropy.
Never can live in unity the grace of atrophy.
Every one is very useful as a whole that is synergy
Everyone makes the meaning without apology
Seek the environment failure dread, its unity ‘place
Seek for the man’s sorrow can’t with long stand unity is the trace.
Praise and honour are common within unity’s grace
Peace and fulfilment you’ll find in unity’s face
I have seen the group the gathering “superstar
With lower synergy, they soon become fallen stars
But I have seen the little gathering of “ little stars
With high synergy, they defeated dreaded superstars
Either in the world spiritual or circular.
Unity will build into any group a name popular.
It doesn’t matter the beginning of a small hold,
With the little string of unity, they’ll be great fold
The mansion that has this little string’s omission
May be glorious blue and great, to defeat is the submission!