Maheshwer Peri

India's Daughter - Poem by Maheshwer Peri

It was the sanctum sanctorum hall
Hawks in black gowns with all the gall
Three chairs were put on a pedestal
Judges groomed to behave celestial

The old couple sat in a far corner
A 'fast track case' in their armour
Three years since visiting the coroner
For horrific killing of India's daughter

The gods walked in, time stood still
A black hawk crowed, against its own will
They all had their fingers in the till
Victims here are given a bitter pill

The old couple painted a silent prayer
No hope in a temple where Gods don't hear
justice for 'our' daughters is nowhere near
It would be another date, no value for their tear

It was a process well orchestrated,
Gods preached and justice frustrated
criminals smiled and victims cried
It is a temple where tears are dried

Cry. My India. For justice died
The temple of loom is house of gloom
Cry my India. For judges lied.
In courts in India, justice has no room

Topic(s) of this poem: Justice

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015

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