Injustice Weaves Its Web

Post Office victim, battered and worn,
Alan Bates fights on, determination reborn.
Compensation delayed, justice yet to find,
For those left in shadows, lingering behind.
Rishi Sunak’s words bring a glimmer of hope,
As Kate Middleton’s ex postmaster learns to cope.

Convictions crushed with the swift stroke of a pen,
Frail promises mend, wounds to transcend.
Alan’s strength unwavering, with resolve so bold,
In the face of adversity, his spirit holds.
Legal battles fought, battles yet to be won,
For the countless souls whose stories aren’t done.

The postmaster’s voice, justice yearning to be heard,
Echoes through the system, each unspoken word.
A symphony of patience, resilience, and might,
For those whose dreams were swallowed by night.
As new laws emerge, shadows start to fade,
A flicker of hope, like a candle’s warm serenade.

Compensation sought for lives torn apart,
As Post Office victims seek solace and restart.
Alan, a warrior, leading them through the fray,
Leaving no stone unturned on this perilous way.
The fight continues, a beacon shining bright,
Unyielding in purpose, their wounds seeking respite.

In the tapestry of life, injustice weaves its web,
We stand beside the victims, their sorrows to shed.
Together we rise, hand in hand, side by side,
Seeking redemption, compassion as our guide.
Compensation, justice, all hearts now demand,
To heal the afflicted, unite, take a stand.

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