HEELS OF CORRUPTION
A silent, deadly virus
Corruption spreads its stain
Infecting the healthy sectors
Twisting the threads of our governance.
It carves deep holes where plains once lay
And builds up hills on flat ground everyday.
Even when good is meant to be
A palm must be greased to set it free
A bribe to make breathing easy
Turning virtue into frail hypocrisy.
Corruption walks hand in hand with governance
Erasing every noble trace
Leaving behind a trail of disgrace.
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