Sonnet 1:
In shadows deep, where morals are undone,
Corruption slithers, its poison it does sow.
It taints the noble hearts, like setting sun,
And spreads its tendrils, where trust used to grow.
With silver tongues, the corrupt do deceive,
They cloak their actions in veils of deceit.
They whisper promises, but don’t believe,
For their true intentions lie in their own greed.
Oh, corruption, a cancer that eats away,
At the very fabric of society’s core.
It undermines justice, causes dismay,
Leaving scars and wounds that ache evermore.
But we must rise, unite against its might,
And restore the virtues, shining bright.
Sonnet 2:
Corruption, like a serpent, coils and waits,
Its venom seeping through each fragile vein.
It preys on power, and seeks to manipulate,
Leaving behind a trail of moral stain.
It thrives in secrecy, behind closed doors,
Where favors and bribes entangle the pure.
It erodes the pillars of justice, and more,
Leaving the weak and innocent unsure.
Oh, corruption, a blight upon the land,
Where ethics crumble, and trust is lost.
We must stand strong, united, hand in hand,
To cleanse the system, no matter the cost.
Let truth and transparency be our guide,
And cast corruption out, with fierce stride.
Sonnet 3:
Beneath the surface, corruption lies in wait,
A dark abyss that tempts the noblest souls.
It feeds on greed, and seals a damning fate,
As virtue crumbles, and integrity tolls.
Through hidden channels, ill-gained riches flow,
While justice withers, the innocent fall.
The powerful thrive, their wickedness aglow,
While the weak and voiceless are left to crawl.
Oh, corruption, a plague upon the earth,
A poison that corrodes the moral core.
But we must rise, and prove our moral worth,
With righteousness and truth, we shall restore.
Let honor guide us in the face of vice,
And banish corruption, to pay the price.
Sonnet 4:
Oh, corruption, you stealthy serpent’s hiss,
That coils around the heart of governance.
You thrive in darkness, where power’s amiss,
And sow the seeds of discord and malevolence.
Your tendrils reach into each noble hall,
And twist the laws to suit your selfish ends.
You blind the righteous with your wicked call,
And taint the fabric of society it rends.
But there’s a fire within, a righteous flame,
That burns in those who refuse to bend the knee.
They fight against your grip, your toxic claim,
With valor and integrity, they’ll be free.
So let us rise, and stand against your might,
To vanquish corruption, and restore what’s right.
