"judiciary" poems
O traveler, why lookest thou straight
on the road
grave and speculative,
Depriving your eyes such a beatific sight,
See the angelic form standeth behind
the window curtain,
Come, wait, sit beside me, it’s worth waiting,
We both will sing in praise of her
And linger until she uncurtains the curtain.
You say it’s purposeless
Why argue?
Isn’t it the reason our maker gives us eyes?
Isn’t it the purpose of our mind’s evolution
to sing and hail the beauty; at least of her.
You won’t believe my word? Impertinence!
You will be blinded by her shadow
spare her presence; “stare not for long”,
What? You say it exaggeration…
Bon Dieu!
If beauty is not exaggerated
where lies its charm.
Look! her shadow moving, she is
growing impatient as if getting
late to meet her lover.
Yes, she wins heart in a look
and crushes it in a blink and wins again
by smile.
Monarch sleeps in her bed
Life in right, Death in left hand; she possesses,
Judiciary in closet
And warriors in purse.
Countries bow, world kneel, universe supplicate
before her.
Stop! Where thou going?
Pardon these adynatons,
I’m drunk in her beauty.
Let us sing then, I’ll lead, you follow
Flowers wilting in chilled air,
Waiting clouds to part
To have a look fair,
Of moon…
Do see the restlessness in that room?
I can sense her ***** heaving, repressed
sighs and her fingers twisting, twirling
in exasperation,
It must be a lover
who invented the song, isn’t it?
A gloomy firefly in this starless sky
Searching his lover
Who has lost the light,
Wait not moon, rise, help him
In his plight…
Look! look! The curtain is drawn
There she, my sovereign,
don’t mistake her eyes for stars.
Have a profound look, but not too long;
this witnesses only fortunate.
What? you lost your vision-
But I warned you earlier.
Now, who’ll testify I saw her?
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 7:43 PM UTC
**
A fast-track court in the capital city;
A Judiciary of a democratic Country;
Hearing the a gang-rape case,
reserved its order
on the quantum of
Punishment for the
four convicted in the
Gang-rape and ******
of a 23-year-old
innocent girl
A 237- page judgment,
Noting that that the
Crime was committed
in an extremely brutal manner.
“The major part of her intestine
was pulled out from the body,”
the Doctor said.
The prosecution has sought
the death penalty for the
four convicts, while the
Defense lawyers for the
Convicted are pleading
for a lenient verdict.
The arguments in the
gruesome gang-rape case
are over and sentencing
will be announced
at 2.30 pm on Friday,
13th September, 2013
"The sentence which is
very appropriate is nothing
short of death,"
special public prosecutor
told the court.
“The common man
will lose faith in the judiciary
if the harshest punishment
is not given “
the Judge remarked;
Guilty of ******
Gang ****
Unnatural ***
Criminal conspiracy,
destruction of evidence,
Kidnapping and attempting to ****
the eyewitness said
The fifth convict
Committed suicide
in Tihar Jail
in March this year
The sixth convict
was a juvenile at the time
of the incident and has been
given a three- year term
in a reformation home.
A fast-track court,
A Judiciary of a democratic
Country will order
Stop Crime against women !
“Hang them,
Not let them go free”
**
______________________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 7:32 AM UTC
An Irish judge recently commented that cyclists should pay insurance to protect people driving over priced cars.
I suggest that idiots in powerful positions in the judiciary should pay insurance for the possible damage that they may cause to this country.
Cycling is the last vestige of the romantic, facilitating free movement with minimal dealings with capitalists, exploitative business people, bus drivers, and the self interested.
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC
Down in the ghetto, real
****** stand together
Me and my 2nd in charge had an
alibi that breezed us on through
Sued the NY Times and their racist news
for they had no clue about us
The judge winked us both off and
later was paid what he was due
Corrupt, corrupt judiciary
The reasons for this are mostly monetary
No questions ... it’s just customary
While the Judges, Lawyers, Popo’s, too
Lookin’ for a way to make a few extra dimes
They were askin’ ‘bout, tryin’ to cash in, all da time
What judge or man wouldn’t agree ‘bout raisin’
a little bread on da side
No questions ... it’s just customary
I then asked a judge, why doesn’t the NY Times
take a bribe, so they don’t need to report all da crimes
I listened with intrigue and right away I saw the signs
Then my eyes closed tighter, as I hear what he describes
Judiciary started callin’ and Popo’s started fallin’
Shhhush . . . it’s just customary
While the Judges, Lawyers, Popo’s, too
Lookin’ for a way to make a few extra dimes
They were askin’ ‘bout tryin’ to cash in, all da time
What judge or man wouldn’t agree ‘bout raisin’
a little bread on da side
No questions ... it’s just customary
Well the New York Times is owned by the Irish
and not by a wealthy enclave of Jews
I think I just made my very last mistake
He fired a pistol from under his robe
and shot me to da ground
And I heard him sayin’ “Never **** with da men in da gown”
Corrupt, corrupt judiciary
The reasons for this are mostly monetary
I’d asked to many questions ... it’s just customary
While the Judges, Lawyers, Popo’s, too
Lookin’ for a way to make a few extra dimes
They were askin’ ‘bout tryin’ to cash in, all da time
What judge or man wouldn’t agree ‘bout raisin’
a little bread on da side
No questions ... it’s just customary.
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 7:11 AM UTC
we stood in our scarlet, costco bought handmaiden costumes
wordlessly taking a stand
because words matter
it is a stoic thing
to make history
kamala harris
wisely having her moment
so far, the height of her career
then we re-enacted various episodes
of House of Cards
all in front of Judiciary Committee
afterwards, we were given some money.
before going home to watch netflix, we had to educate the world
on the language they are and are not allowed to use,
because we need to control the world's vocabulary
especially since so many people are tranny-phobes
and we still think the term "hateful bigot" holds power.
thank god for the 25th amendment,
there is no way in hell that we will lose another election,
but if we do, we can always fall back on 25A.
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 12:41 PM UTC
Questions asked—
Answers evaded
Questions asked—
Churlish responses
Questions asked—
Reality revised
Questions asked—
Dangerous denials
Questions asked—
Squeaky clean!
Questions asked—
RED HERRING!!!
Questions asked—
Deny FBI
Questions asked—
AD HOMINEM!!!
Questions asked—
Boast, repost
Questions asked—
Uncivil snivel
Questions asked—
Snide asides
A question asked:
Where are we?
Scary judiciary?
End times?
Revolution?
Not in this Kansas.
Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 1:49 AM UTC
Said the lawyer to his client...
you'll be locked away
for all the misdeeds that you've done
ripping your business partner off
has bought you well undone
Said the client to his lawyer...
you've mounted the best defense
that you could
it is now time for me
to be incarcerated at Dartwood
Said the lawyer to his client...
there is no chance of an appeal
a ten year sentence
is your deal
that's what you get
for being such a heal
Said the client to his lawyer...
have you no criminal stains
upon your wig and gown
I've been told that you're
the shiftiest lawyer in town
Said the lawyer to his client...
the judiciary hasn't caught
me out yet
but in the future it might
find something on me
that is a good odds on bet
Said the client to his lawyer...
none of us is above the law
and one day you'll be locked
behind a set of cast iron doors
Said the lawyer to his client...
yes! I must admit
over the past twenty years
I've been involved
in some shady ****
Said the client to his lawyer...
we've both chosen
to follow a path of shame
and a judges gavel
will always bring an end
to all illicit games
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 7:43 AM UTC
take rain from sky
take the way tall men straighten your stance
take the students of dance
see the little ballerina stretch her toes
see her mother warm with the floodlight
take your plea to the judiciary
take your eye to the statue of David
smear on the dust of Somalia
rub raw the frost of Croatia
refresh your aim in the heights of Angola
but do not stop only at this
breathe every impediment
trust every promise of clemency
stumble if you will
fall under cease-fire
take it all
take the watchmaker
bent over time
with fine tools
clasp each second
take the sculptor who
chisels and scalpels for the grandiose
later in your armchair
fold creases in your newspaper with care
be with every nourishment
be with the cloth of your nakedness
make sail for your harbour of origin
remember the milk of your mother
warm or cold or sweet if it is so
appease hunger
with the ambidextrous mouth
of a soldier
fed with death in his jungle
be the bystander, be the bi-partisan,
the ******* the timeless,
the dancer
be it all
breathe each increment
do it now
measure the infinite
the possible
MChallis © 2015
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
said the lawyer to his client...
you'll be locked away
for all the misdeeds
you've done
ripping off your business partner
has bough you undone
said the client to his lawyer...
you've mounted the best defense
that you could
now it is time for me
to be incarcerated at Dartwood
said the lawyer to his client...
there is no chance of an appeal
a ten year sentence is your deal
this is what you get
for being such a heel
said the client to his lawyer...
have you no criminal stains
upon your wig and gown
I've been told that you're
one of the shiftiest lawyer in town
said the lawyer to his client...
the judiciary hasn't caught
me out yet
but in the future
it may find something on me
that's a good odds on bet
said the client to his lawyer...
none of us are above the law
and one day you'll be locked
behind a set of cast iron doors
said the lawyer to his client...
yes! I must admit
that over the past twenty years
I've been involved
in some shady ****
said the client to his lawyer...
we've both chosen a path
of shame
and a judge's gavel
shall always bring an end
to all illicit games
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 8:23 PM UTC
There were thousands and thousands o'kids
Pushed down pits or stamped out in t'mills
Mekin theer bids fer freedom.
Aye...from the drudgery and slavery of serfdom.
Now I realise..all that they got was a sub standard plot..
..and two penny's to cover...their poor dead eyes
And in the parlours Ma cries.
It was the minimum rate from which..
..we still cannot escape.
The rasping and grasping maws..
..the jaws that still trap us in poverty and penury
It's time for the judiciary to alter the law
To give poor people more.
What the **** are they waiting for?
A return to the old ways..
..back to the old days?
I wait for the answer but suspect I won't hear
And wonder what year this can be
Or even what century.
Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 3:53 AM UTC
Enough is enough
We have watched
We have heard
Every year, every month
Every week, every day
Every hour, every minute
Thousands and thousands
Of untold horrors
In every state
In every city
In every village
In every nook and corner
Of this monstrous country
A supposedly secular country
A supposedly democratic country
Enough is enough
How much more can we stand?
For how much longer
Do we have to put up
With this Brahminical terror
Unleashed by the state and legislative
By the judiciary and police
By the corporate and media
Don't you dare hide
Under the garb of patriotism
Under the garb of secularism
Admit it, this is what you wanted
Right from day one
A Savarna-Brahmin India
Free from Dalit-Bahujan resistance
Free from liberty, equality and fraternity
An India ****** would have been proud of
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 12:12 PM UTC
Executive- My powers are absolute,
thus I am totalitarian.
The legislature and judiciary
are each subservient to my whims.
I pass my bills with attendant
compliance, and interpret my own
terms as the law.
I shut the doors of compassion,
I am very deeply elusive.
I give no room at all to dissent.
I get bloated with the treasures of the nation.
In a leap year's tenure I bulldoze
my way back to my incumbent status.
And when four multiplies two, I impose
a minion to cover my ills.
Legislature- To obnoxious decrees I give my consent.
I inflate yearly forecasts to become opulent.
I am gratified for the cabinet servants' affirmation.
I always my selfish treaties ratify.
I am undoubtedly slavish to executive excesses.
I seek the redress of constituents' grievances
to enlarge my pocket's size.
And above all else, I am largely rubber stamp.
Judiciary- My evasive justice is yours' to reap
if you are a top notch,
whilst I withdraw the distributive
and restorative from insolvents.
I base my interpretations on business
interests,
and make laws for the interests of
a cabal.
Equity and rights are only in my
constitution stated.
But in reality they are no more
than abstract twins.
The sacred laws of our national prospectus
I serve as a weak custodian of,
and weaker still in the face of political
heavyweights.
But with all the lofty responsibilities
I am reverently saddled with,
I can do nothing more than
empower bigwigs because I am weak,
and they are powerful.
Aug 2, 2023
Aug 2, 2023 at 5:29 PM UTC
An Island on a
Brink of collapse,
Leakages on our
national budgetry,
Cronysm and Inept
speeches seizes
Powerful seats.
Our national oil
Reserves Guzzled
down by twit Politicians
women Aspiring for
change by Denying
their Husband Conjugal
Rights.
Millions of unemployed
youths run Amok
causing a Frenzie
country-wide,
Anarchy spells Doom
across the
country.
State of Internal
security is a vital
sign for the Failure
of our current
Governments.
Reforms of national
cohesion and a new
constitution seems
like a Fantasy to
many Africans.
Our cumbersome
Judiciary procedures
discourages Investors,
so goes the Plea
of Desolate souls
in Africa.........
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 5:56 AM UTC
JUDICIARY
Rotting is the system entire, shouldn't it be set on fire ?
Only wealthy crooks, win cases because lawyers powerful they can hire.
Hearing n seeing what is going around, only increases my ire.
Judges n witnesses on sale!!! crooks rich are the buyers.
When will that blind folded symbol, open her eyes; the need is dire.
Cases of dragging justice lingering on for years, is rising higher
Shouldn't we burn this rotting judiciary with fire or an electric wire?
What is your reaction?
Armin Dutia Motashaw
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
So you are Death
a scavenger of breath
a vulture for pleasure
Preying on life's treasure
Each heart beat you measure...
You, have prettified me to my core
But no more!
Fear will no longer keep score
Today I welcome you at my door
Come in!
Leave your footprints on my floor
To remind me never to crawl
Join me on this journey
drown in my ecstasy
Taste my sexuality
Lose control in my fantasies....
Penetrate deep into my darkness
I have nothing to hide
Come along and alight upon this ride
Just for once jive on this other side
Be alive like a bee hive
Observe and find your mind
Transfixed on love and lust
and bodies entwined
Listen to my excitement mount
as you choke yourself
on my account
Oh Death,
What a mistake I have made!
A coward to my bursting urges to be free
Afraid of your ever presence to be ME
I've been a prisoner of my own judiciary
But now I see like the blind
who sees for the first time
And I accept your crime
I embrace your truth!
I invite you to share the joys of my youth
And beyond
where boundaries no longer bond
Live vicariously through me and persist
Inhale every moment to fully exist!
And when you decide my time is up,
feel the emptiness of this bottomless cup
The excruciating sadness that fills it up
to leave this journey we are on
I want you to forever remember
that once you lived as a contender
Not as a lifeless tree in December
But in full bloom
Fresh from the womb
Life! the greatest gift to be given
Ah to give! and NOT to be taken!
But alas, even you have no jurisdiction
Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
this really has become a really bad greek joke, i knew that the romans could sing, **** me, they gave us castrato sing along, but i never knew greeks knew humour, perhaps too much emphasis on their philosophical prowess... 'so you're telling me we've been basically lacerating ourselves and kneeling just to get the puzzle's end result, a ******* clock?! you have to be ******** me... thanks to this device we're more prone to insomnia, news channels of 24 ******** global trading & global warming...' i say, the greeks really know how to tell a joke, first they philosophise so everyone takes them seriously... and then the punchline... christianity!
and indeed first, simon (peter), a name for simony.
simon (peter)
andrew james ibn zebedee
john ibn zebedee philip
bartholomew 3^ thomas
matthew james ibn alphaeous
thaddaeus simon the zealot
judas
and indeed judas, last, meaning the son of judiciary.
^but look here, a clock emerges, the trinity of
the hand of the hour,
the hand of the minute,
the hand of the second, and twelve names
as sentenced to 12 (simon peter),
1 (james ibn zebedee),
2 (philip), 3 (thomas), 4 (james ibn alphaeous),
5 (simon the zealot), 6 (judas),
7 (thaddaeus), 8 (matthew), 9 (bartholomew),
10 (john ibn zebedee), 11 (andrew);
**** this greek contraption!
back then the zeitgeist ("holy spirit") of humanity stated
that it was both α & ω, and indeed this was true,
look at the past 2000 years, we know so much!
but in the current state of affairs, the zeitgeist
of humanity changed, since it states a shortening,
a dried up river, it states that the zeitgeist is shortened
to α & β, the whole alpha / beta male dynamic,
sex-fuelled ******** gladiators with electricity bills,
Odysseus with a dilemma over carrier pigeons
postage stamps and email...
but aha! don't forget the ω male, who seems to be
walking into the freezing plateaus of mirrors,
for whom the α & β dynamic means life is too short
because it's too quick... it means the α & β
are competing, the former is a billionaire / banker,
the latter is probably a journalist...
and the ω male is a pedestrian... remember that guy.
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
They ask me about words
and
I forget that they often
don’t know the same words
that I do.
I forget that sometimes my words
and
their words are mysterious
and
often not as profane
as they might be used to.
Then, I remember
that there are countless words,
concepts,
ideas,
and
beliefs that I am totally,
sometimes shamefully,
unaware of.
(all of these based in vernaculars unfamiliar)
None of us live the same type of life.
None of us
have earned passage
through hardship
any more or less
than anyone else.
Ours are circumstances,
unshared.
Not luck, not fate, not grace,
not inherent anyway.
No different than my last name being Claywell
and
my typing that very same name
into the system of The Department of Corrections;
seeing that name,
the same as mine,
unowned by me,
belonging to faces of men
and
women that I have never
and
likely would not ever meet
in our respective lives.
What does it matter?
It’s a name,
no different
or more or less special than Jones or Smith.
The name is mine and theirs,
as unique to us as we are to one another;
poet
or
prisoner.
Person first, second, and third.
Like a story,
a book,
a treatment plan,
sitting on a shelf or locked inside
a mind until the proper moment
providence or provisional,
authored by the judiciary or just
some guy.
(like me)
We live by words,
are released by words,
are transformed by words,
frightening, fitful, fretful or foreign.
Words give us our humanity,
allow us to encourage or enrage,
engaged so as to establish
a renewal,
reestablished ability to
manifest,
to actualize
the abracadabra
of
our own magic act…
our lives.
***
-JBClaywell
©P&ZPublications 2021
Jul 18, 2021
Jul 18, 2021 at 9:22 PM UTC
I want to be the alm the faithful glorier
a day in a mind that keeps center about
a truth memory a kept kiss secret
in days of pink sky seances and
the solemn remembrances that people
cry for sob
break bread for have
tea in dresses best dress
around fine china,
though I never had any,
altered states where I might find fine
the silken robes those kings adjust
as they eye me suspicious
for I aim to change away
the blood rights judiciary
and make plain
pollen eye-watering.
Some things are just better left
unsaid.
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 11:49 PM UTC
JUDICIARY
Dead is our conscience and almost blind too; as the emblem of Justice is
Justice true there is hardly; it has pathetically, sadly, almost ceased
Now three "M"s rule it; muscle power, ministers n money to palms grease
An honest man, a poor victim, from our jails, or judiciary claws hardly gets released.
What expect can one from people with a conscience dead, crumpled n creased?
Lawyers, false witnesses create and train, then their fees ten folds increase
An honest victim wrongly caught , with frustration n fight can to death freeze.
Ahura, Your justice so impeccable is, than why do innocent humans suffer like this?
Armin Dutia Motashaw
Oct 5, 2021
Oct 5, 2021 at 6:10 AM UTC
I'll find the answer I'm looking for at the bottom of an empty wine glass. So I'll name this story;
THE BOTTOMLESS SIP
Don't justify your angst
Towards her with social stigma
The cropped top
And the bare brassiere strap
Wasn't for your pleasure and judiciary
It was a hot
And sweaty day man
And she knew I'd swing by tonight
Now listen here Layla
I know you work behind the bar
With another man
And I see how you feel
When his eyes tussle
With another woman's hide
Just like the other day
When you kept chasing my stare
And always seeming short
Because I knew
It was your turn to pry
I don't want to pick you up
Working behind the bar
Like every fool from afar
I've got something planned for us
But first I need to see
Where your commitment lies
You got a man at home
Waiting up and hopefully alone
I just need you
To give up on childish love
If you gonna look my way
Like an innocent dove
Take my hand
And lets make amends for lost time
But if you're serious
About the father of your child
Marry him forget me
And make more of your kind
Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 8:36 AM UTC
Hateful campaigns polarize
The public; salacious scandals abound;
Demagogues stir up the voters;
Vicious rumors are passed around;
Threats are made if one's opponent
Wins the race; fake news spreads;
Internal strife within the parties
Has the members at loggerheads;
Security leaks flow from the top;
Vitriolic accusations
Denigrate opponents; we hear
Of more and more allegations;
Threats are levied at the free press;
The masses suspect the educated;
Verbal assaults on the judiciary
Are brazen and unsubstantiated;
Fears of election fraud are raised;
Hypocrisy knows no end;
Little attention is paid to the truth
As people don't care whom they offend;
Candidates "pump the popular passions";
Hush money's paid; stories don't jibe
As lawmakers find themselves
Susceptible to paying a bribe.
It sounds like politics and elections
In America from what we've seen
Happening in the past few years
Leading up to twenty eighteen.
But this was also America
In the year 1800. Since such
Chaos occurred back then as well,
It shows we haven't changed that much.
-by Bob B (3-30-18)
Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 12:47 PM UTC
INDIA is the coolest place
Being here is not a disgrace
Home of Bollywood
Indian version of Hollywood
Delicious , mouth watering food
Biryani makers my mouth drool
And no one should forget Chaat, Paan and sweets
It is seriously worth taking a tour
home of Taj Mahal and many more
it has the best judiciary to make sure no one breaks the rule
Apples in Kashmir are the best
Once you eat one you won't rest
do you know what I am talking about?
Yes, it is my country INDIA
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 9:13 AM UTC
World is changing,
People are changing,
Having lost their senses,
Trying to hurt everyone except themselves.
Women lost faith in god,
Begging to be safe,
There's no one but ***** minds,
Being wild for their sake.
Believing in judiciary,
We expect some shame,
No age, no innocence,
Ultimately crime should be blamed.
Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 4:51 AM UTC