What with tomes of evidence on the floor,
Riots of words, piles of foolscap pages,
The lady still losing sight of her shore,
Trials trudging on, taking up ages!
The Hammer of justice strikes in decades—
If at all, hesitant as e’er to strike,
The fervour when into oblivion fades,
When, to have won or lost, both look alike.
The face of justice— vain apology,
Ladyship lost in spate of evidence,
Shaking up our fast-melting confidence,
Last words sounding like mournful elegy!
What with delays, defaulting dates that stare
At poor plaintiff, justice as if purblind,
In tall concern pretending still to care,
Though callous to the core, cloaked to look kind.
What with the chair focussed nor always just,
Corruption cutting into deepest core,
What with legal chariot far from robust,
Lady honesty thrown out of closed door!
What with her face flaunting still false prestige,
Rights reserved to honour their honour still,
And breach of false privilege laying siege,
Poor doubting toms had better not cavil.
With scenes like this how good would Justice get?
How good the legal edifice, if let?
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1. Fool’s: Foolscap pages of evidence and judgment—a pun.
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- Satire | 03.07.07 |
Aniruddha Pathak
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