Travesty Of Justice Poem by Babatunde Aremu

Mr Judge is benchman
He judges the low and high
He ought to sancrosant
His words are sacred
No one dare his orders
Mr Judge is quintessential

But alas! judgement is descreated
Mr Judge has dipped his hands inside palm oil
his white garment is soiled
Those who stole penny are jailed
Yam stealers are gullotined
But penrobbers are acquitted
With 'plea bargain', the plunderers are set free
Innocents are found guilty
By the whims and caprices of Mr Judge
Endless adjourments are reeled out
Justice is denied daily
Help.there is travesty of justice
Someone needs to help, now