For the first time, I entered the court,
But, I felt as if I was inside a ‘fort'!
When my eyes parked on the two docks,
I felt they were as ‘solid’ as the ‘rocks’.
I saw the two ‘counsels' sitting opposite,
Busy preparing notes to make remarks apposite.
So rooted to his seat was the judge,
It appeared he would fall, even an inch, if he had to budge.
When chaos broke out, the judge banged the gavel,
As if, from it, truth, he was going to unravel.
The eyes of the audience on the judge were so ‘perched’,
As if they discovered justice in him, when searched.
Every day, one could see the same ‘landscape’,
Only the actors would change, but justice would ‘escape’