These milords who are
Completely above board
Have divested me of my
Beloved justice sword
They did not forget to
Take away my blindfold
So whatever I'll witness
Stories can now be told
I am made to hold a book
They call the Constitution
I know all that it contains
Milords may need tuition
I thought they'd give me
An Indian Goddess look
Gold coins in the hand
Instead of this fat book
Scales of justice should
Also have been put away
Without fear of my sword
Who would want to obey?
Everyone is staring at me
Like a showpiece in a shop
The first thing I see clearly
Is I too am now a photo op.
Raju Moray writes a regular column for The Leaflet, titled 'Adalat Antics'.
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