It happening often and we are
Always at untold
Witnessed to dashing the
Power of law by an import of
It hoodwinks the laws
Law never change its structure
But in the world of punishment
There are not fully wholesome;
Some backdoors has been at ajar.
Imprisonment is just a festival
Light of law never convert them
Into a true life
There is no candid wary for law
It has no to be tarnished by crime
Criminality, violence and theft all
Are here is a fashion.
Prison is their tourist Caravan.
Let us believe law is still at its prime. was tussle between he and hisThere wasThere was tussle between he There was tussle between he and his
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem