Fourth Estate Of The Realm Poem by Oluwagbemisola O. Lawal

In realms where truth and justice intertwine,
There lies a force, a beacon that shines,
The fourth estate, guardians of the day,
Their words resounding, as they pave the way.

With pens as swords, they venture deep,
In pursuit of stories, secrets to seep,
They dare to challenge, unmask the lies,
Their quest for truth, relentless, it flies.

Ink spills like rivers, upon the page,
Unraveling tales, like a scholar's sage,
With careful precision, they analyze,
Uncovering facts, where deceit lies.

Through corridors of power, they tread,
With steadfast hearts, no fear of dread,
They question authority, their voice held high,
Holding accountable, both truth and lie.

In shadows and whispers, their sources abide,
Risking all to expose, to turn the tide,
Their investigations, a symphony of might,
Unveiling darkness, revealing the light.

With courage they stand, against the storm,
Their conviction unwavering, in every form,
They champion justice, for all to see,
The fourth estate, the pillar of free.

Oh, warriors of truth, your pens ignite,
A beacon of hope, in the darkest night,
Through trials and tribulations, you persist,
In your words, the power to resist.

So, let us celebrate their unwavering quest,
For in their words, the nation invests,
The fourth estate, a force so grand,
Guiding us with truth, hand in hand.