In halls where wisdom's whispers should prevail,
Where minds ignite and dreams set sail,
There lurks a darkness, a silent blight,
Where shadows cloak learning's guiding light.

Oh leader, beacon of honor and just,
In your hands, we've placed our trust,
Yet greed's cruel grasp, its fingers tight,
Eclipses hope with shadows of spite.

Beneath the guise of authority's might,
Corruption creeps, veiled from sight,
Demanding shares of canteen's gain,
And association funds, their cries in vain.

Materials sought, for minds to mold,
Yet coffers drained, by greed untold,
In shadows deep, integrity's plight,
As learning's beacon dims in night.

Parents' hopes and teachers' dreams,
Shattered by deceitful schemes,
As shadows cast, their futures marred,
By fallen chief, integrity scarred.

Oh, reclaim the light, dispel the shade,
Let truth and honor never fade,
For in the heart of education's fight,
Shadows cast on learning's light.