A two-year fight has come to a close.
The outcome resulted in a froze.
The long struggle was always morose.
It derived its fundamentals from a strong source.
It was going with a veritable force.
The preparation was a researched course.
Truth was the underlying recourse.
The proceedings were interrupted by a resource.
It was a bribe that hit a blow.
The lobbying did the magical glow.
Truth got distorted in the flow.
Money seized the prime status in a row.
It proposed a Valentine’s throw.
The constituted board admitted a bow.
The strike off was washed ashore.
The dismissal came to the fore.
The righteous lost his floor.
The criminal gained his galore.
Truth finally died an hour ago.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “Truth Dies”
Alas, bribes seem to be the way to avoid truth and the intent of the law.