The Queen of Justice

Her invisible wounds- the mighty ingredients
For the grand dish she prepareth
The perpetrators drinketh it before she dieth
Merrily merrily they drink every drop
The poison grips their croaking throat
The hefty haughty tongue stammers 
Their dead conscience revives vigilantly
Brings forth every unfaithful cruel second

With mighty modern weapons they oppose her
She laugheth aloud... Oh ye men she calleth
I pity your folly, repent before you dieth

With anger they tease her- you drama queen
You are the biggest myth of this century
Money and science has overcome you long back
You just exaggerate things- they blame untiringly
She smileth peacefully and patiently
Smileth she until every perpetrator transforms

I bow before you- queen of justice

Shalini Samuel

Author of Singing Soul