An Escape Door Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

A wolf, bleeding mouth and claws,
Pleaded innocent as hell,
When asked who his witness was,
Said, my witness is my tail.

Now, if a lie's all a lie,
One can well fight it outright,
But if half a truth well nigh,
Nigh harder is it to fight.

Poor truth oh left all alone,
Void of witness, ill at ease,
Displayed a half-devoured bone,
But lost still, God bless justice!

Lies ever since aloud roar,
Sans red-proof, finds escape door!
And justice watches helpless,
Prisoner in its own fortress!
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Tongue-in-cheek | 13.11.18 |