When the battles rage
it is obscene
When their lordships sit
it is serene
Jungle, the one
Justice, the other
You may rage, fight
or kite
No matter
I may cage, slight
or spike
No matter
Jungle, the all
Justice at odds
All rise!
Once in court
it's courtesy and cut
All matter
C-o-u-r-t!
A judge be a judge
and the judge
Big matter
Jungle no more
Justice da more
In the journey thus on
no stops
much hops
bounce ye all the way
Jungle way down
Justice ya way
Tough matter
As you seek, if you seek
mind how you go
As you grope, all in groan
find thee da way
Grave matter
Stay, come sun
Pray, come rain
The temple so sought
is home and tomb
Clean matter
As ya journey winds
and twists
there be a final gate of faith
holding da fate
of all gates:
The inner sanctum
and saner spectrum
of all...
The Supreme Court
Pray silence
Shrine of Shrines
Grove of Groves
Stay silent
High Temple so ample
Justice alas, Justice at last
All rise!
Be stay risen...in awe
By its word be all call
For its sword be so tall
All rise!
Be stay risen...in awe
By its way may we play
In its say be the stay
C-O-U-R-T!
A verse in honour of the Temple of Justice - the last hope for the common man, the masses. It was triggered and inspired by the gale of impeachments sweeping through Nigeria's political market place, with the harvest of illegalities and disobedience of court orders. Plus this week's landmark judgment by the Nigerian Supreme Court, to wit, on the despicable case of Governor Rahidi Ladoja of Oyo State, south west Nigeria, who was illegally removed from office by the ruling PDP since January this year.
See www.manifestoesnigeriafrom2007.blogspot.com for full commentary.
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