In chambers where the whispers flow,
The dance of influence begins its show.
Shadows blend with light’s embrace,
Power’s art, a subtle chase.
Voices rise in calculated grace,
Secrets weave through time and space.
Leaders stand on fragile ground,
Where ambition’s echoes resound.
Promises crafted with silvered tongue,
In halls where destinyâs song is sung.
A game where truth and lies entwine,
In politics, the power divine.
Yet in the end, what shall remain?
The fleeting glory or lasting pain?
As power fades with passing days,
Only integrity’s light stays.