Short Poem - United We Stand, Divided We Fall

Unity is the key to success for everyone. Whether it is a nation, an organization, a family, or friends, remaining united and working together like a team is always fruitful then getting divided and working alone. In history, several nations were divided and ruled by clever men just because there was lack of spirit to remain united among the population.

So today via this poem, I have tried to explain the very old but true saying that United we stand, divided we fall. Though it is a very short poem and will take very little of your time but it gives out the message loud and clear.

The nasty black clouds shooed away the sun

Over the king of the sky, the rain had won.

Such resentment, the sun could no longer bear

And soon at the droplets, it began to glare.

A spectacular rainbow marked the defeat of the rain

Finally, the enemy had been slain.

But there was an agitation in the sky

The clever birds shot up to spy.

The seven colors had begun to fight

Each flaunting her so called might

Rosy red shouted out in disgust,

“Orange is as menial as a speck of dust.”

Glossy green claimed with an angry face,

“Yellow is encroaching on my space.”

Indigo was rebuked by beautiful blue,

“I’m unfortunate to be residing with you.”

The virtuous violet, a silent spectator

Soon proved to be a good orator

She asked her pals to end the squabble

And obediently did they stopped their babble.

She then started to wisely explain,

“By your petty arguments, no one will gain.

But soon they resumed their rattle

And thus, carried on their verbal battle

Frustrated of each other, they planned

That each would have her separate band.

All the shades did their best

To get separated from the rest

Extremely hard had they tried

And in the attempt, they all died.

They were the daughters of the same white light

Whose unbiased love had held them tight

The dirge of their death was sung by the birds

The song was painful, though it had no words.

The dying colors had given a mournful call,

“United we stand, divided we fall.”

I sing this poem in front of my 4-year-old daughter and her school friends so that they learn what is the benefit in remaining united and what is the loss in fighting with each other. It is my utmost belief that when these types of things are taught to kids at a young age, it remains forever in their hearts, mind, and soul. Plus learning things with the help of poems and stories is really creative and kids never lose interest in the poem or story. The moral of story gets into the deepest core of their hearts.