PANOUTI

acknowledgement: ALFRED LORD TENNYSON

Confound their politics,

Frustrate their knavish tricks,

On Thee our hopes we fix, my Lord the Chief Justice.

All in a state of Dismay,

Write the Six Hundred.

FORWARD the Law Brigade,

Was there a man dismayed?

Not though the soldier knew

Someone had blundered.

Their not to make reply,

Theirs not to reason why,

Was it the Gujarati BHAI?

In the state of dismay

write the six hundred.

Coalition to the right of them,

Farmers to the left of them,

Kejriwal in front of them

Flew kites and thundered,

Day time in Courts,

Nights on Social Media,

Constitution and Rule of Law

My Lord, they brain-wash the Courts

If we dare say what we sure do imply’

even Judges are but naive.

Bonds and Bilkis BANO are a lot to bear,

Silos failed and SBI bliked,

Yet, more is to come!

My Lord we shudder to think of more of the same!

Constitution is good to read and aspire to,

Rule of Law, the same, good theory.

But life is a different game.

My Lord Chief Justice, we rest our case.