The Bankrupt Charity

A largish charity bites the dust,
Closing as usually the bankrupt must;
The cash at bank reduced to nil,
No money to pay the wages bill.
And as often is the case,
Money's owed all over the place.
Rent and taxes stand unpaid
While hopes of payment quickly fade,
For there is no money there
To lighten creditors' despair.
In past times many people sought,
To praise their work, and give support.
And money gaily flooded in
So endless projects could begin.
Now all around one hears the song:
"They were so good - so what went wrong?"
Meantime, the claim and counterclaim
Try to fix or shift the blame,
As all the leaders try to show
It wasn't them who brought it low.
Accusations fly around,
"The management was never sound."
"So much money was mis-spent,
One never knew quite where is went."
"The staffing levels were too high,
And salaries near reached the sky."
"Expenses were on such a scale,
The business couldn't help but fail."
"Those who should have kept a check
Just lazed around the upper deck."
While everything seemed going well,
No-one ever thought to tell
The doubts they had; but now it's failed,
All who will listen are regaled
With stories of the warning signs,
incidents of many kinds
Which showed that things were not all right,
And much lay hidden out of sight.
Meanwhile The leaders loudly claim,
It was not they who were to blame,
And wasting no time glancing back
Move forward on another track.