From the top he watches
Everyone in his office
In their hands are files
That is full of cases

All night,they stay awake
Trying to find a break
One to get the fake
The other to cover the fake

In the morning they arise
Both ready to pay the price
Victory the ultimate prize
This endears them to their fans

So much is he engross in their thought
Keen to know their plot
And also to bring out their fault
So as to establish the truth

To him,justice must be done
Even if he is point the gun
Because he will soon be gone
From this world of torn