I stand naked before the altars of justice, stripped to my very soul,
In the cold embrace of delays, the system's cruel toll
Justice, a distant dream, an elusive prize,
As court cases languish, trapped in an endless guise
Was it the wise or the fool who said,
"Justice delayed is justice denied"
The scales of justice, broken and tarnished,
And a blindbold reeks, as faith is admonished
Orders given, but always appealed,
A vicious cycle, justice concealed
Higher courts, a never-ending ascent,
While the petitioner's hope is relentlessly spent
The lawyers, the victors, their pockets grow,
While justice falters, it former self’s shadow
The system's flaws, laid bare and exposed,
As citizens suffer, their hopes decomposed
A civilization built on the rule of law,
But justice denied, a painful flaw
The judiciary, once a guardian strong,
Now a beacon of despair, its torch gone wrong
Taxes paid, for a fair and just land,
Yet the justice system, a broken hand
The rich thrive, their power secured,
While the rest struggle, their hopes obscured
Laws, a farce, a shield for the elite,
Leaving the commoners in defeat
Access denied, justice out of reach,
As the flames of frustration begin to breach
With torch in hand, she once stood tall,
A symbol of fairness, revered by all
But now she's lost, her light obscured,
As the system fails, her soul's been blurred
In the labyrinth of courts, a distressing mess
The wheels of justice grind to a halt,
While the powerful thrive and the weak exalt
The courts, engulfed in flames of rage,
A system corrupted, a broken stage
In the ruins of justice, we stand alone,
Longing for a day when fairness will be known
Vishal Gupta
04th August, 2023
