In the shadowed halls where whispers dwell,
Ambitions like dark specters rise and swell,
Promises are bartered, truths concealed,
In chambers where integrity’s fate is sealed.

The golden threads of power tightly weave,
Deceitful hands in schemes we can’t perceive,
Beneath the facade of smiles and charm,
Lies the poison of corruption’s harm.

The people’s voices echo, faint and lost,
In the corridors where honesty’s cost,
Is paid in silence, hope’s quiet theft,
Leaving a nation with dreams bereft.

Yet in the hearts of those who still believe,
A flicker of justice they strive to achieve,
For in their courage, a new dawn may rise,
To banish the shadows and silence the lies.