In the corridors where whispers reign,
A dance of shadows in the halls of power,
Voices echo with promises unspoken,
The weight of dreams, a fragile tower.
Beneath the gilded masks of authority,
Lies tangled threads of hope and despair,
Governance weaves its intricate story,
In the hands of those who dare to care.
The peopleâs cry, a fervent plea,
For justice, truth, and clarity,
Yet in the maze of politics’ embrace,
Their voices fade, a distant memory.
Still, in the heart of every soul,
A spark ignites, a call for change,
In unity, the power to transform,
A future bright, within our range.