In the corridors where shadows dance,
Lies the silent pact of chance.
Golden promises wrapped in deceit,
Echo through the streets beneath our feet.
Fingers reaching for the unseen,
Hearts corrupted, desires keen.
The whispers grow, a haunting song,
Injustice thrives where right is wrong.
The people’s voice, a muted cry,
Lost beneath a tainted sky.
Dreams are sold for fleeting gain,
Truth is buried in the rain.
Yet hope remains, a flickering light,
To challenge darkness, bring forth the fight.
For in unity, justice shall rise,
To cleanse the world of all its lies.