Eva Joly's Truth Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A whistle blows, a gentle sound,
But shakes the ground where lies are found.
A quiet knock, a truth revealed,
Secrets hidden, now unsealed.

Like Eva Joly, brave and bold,
Stories of wrongdoing often told.
Of hidden deals and powers swayed,
The honest path, often betrayed.

Democracy needs bright light to shine,
On every action, yours and mine.
Not just the vote, but open eyes,
To watch for truth behind the lies.

When questions dodge, and answers fade,
A fragile trust begins to degrade.
The rules are bent, the words untrue,
What then can hopeful people do?

Perhaps the cracks run deeper still,
Than what we're willing to fulfill.
Systems that reward the dark and wrong,
Where loyalty silences the basic song.

But still, the whistle calls anew,
For eyes that see, and hearts that's true.
Wake up, dear people, hear the plea,
And fight for truth, for you and me.

T.M.Solvang