The Hope Of CM (Common Man)

In the realm where power seeks its throne, Corruption festers, and its presence is known.

Politics, a stage where shadows play, A tragic script that unfolds each day.

Once, noble leaders with hearts afire, Now consumed by greed, their souls expire.

The corridors of power, cloaked in disguise, Where virtue crumbles, where justice dies.

Lies spin a web, entangling the truth, In a dance of deceit, they seek to soothe.

Promises are whispered with silver tongues, Yet empty words are all that remain unsung.

Beneath the surface, a web is spun, Bribery and favours, a game that's won. Integrity falters, and principles erode, Leaving a nation battered on this treacherous road.

The people's voice, a mere echo unheard, As power and wealth become the sacred word.

While corruption thrives, the innocent weep, Their dreams are shattered, and their trust is buried deep.

Oh, politics, once a noble affair, is Now stained by the darkness that fills the air.

But still, a glimmer of hope persists, In the hearts of those who resist.

Let us rise, with courage in our eyes, To challenge the corruption that underlies.

To demand a change, a transformation profound, Where honesty and transparency abound.

For it is in unity, we find our might, To fight against the shadows of the night.

To build a future where justice will thrive, Where the corrupt and deceitful cannot connive.

Let integrity guide every decision we make, To mend the fractures that corruption does create.

With steadfast determination, we shall pursue, A politics cleansed, a society renewed.

For the soul of a nation lies in its core, In the hands of the people, united once more.

Together we'll forge a brighter day, Where corruption and politics no longer sway.