One World, from MetLife to the Heart of Earth...
From MetLife's ground, where cheers arise,
The world begins with awakened eyes.
A ball is placed, a dream takes flight,
Beneath the stars, beneath the light.
In 2025, a new dawn's spark,
The Club World Cup ignites the dark.
And in 2026, the world shall see—
The crown of champions lifted free.
But deeper still, a song takes flame,
Not born of borders, flags, or fame.
"AMERICA, " the anthem soars,
Through every heart, through every shore.
No walls divide, no fear remains,
No past of sorrow, loss, or chains.
Just hope that rises, love that stays,
And kindness in a million ways.
Beyond the noise, beyond despair,
A whispered truth floats in the air:
That all are one, no less, no more,
Each life a wave upon the shore.
No creature small, no stranger near,
But friend and kin and soul sincere.
We lift each other, hand in hand,
One world, one breath, one promised land.
So let the games, the joy, begin,
With every goal, a light within.
Let music heal what hate has torn,
Let Earth be whole, reborn, adorned.
From MetLife's grass to Heaven's dome,
The world has found its truest home.
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