Justice's Train

Parallel lives of several prestidigitators;
put up a performance, cacophony of agitators;
a pyrhhic victory and a pot of gold;
vocabularic blarney, beguile of old.

Attention ye young sword clothed in a sheath,
a verisimilitude of a tiger robed as a sheep,
gapped teeth, simmering with paan stains,
spittle salivating, prospects of large gains.

Hard brains stupefied with tomfoolery,
displayed at funerals with false eulogies,
an A4 size militant seized with vernacular violence,
holder of secrets shines in a room with a modicum of silence.

a forked band holds together the neck,
contingency redolent with a catch-22 test,
supaari crushed underneath jaws of jurisdiction,
flanked with cashews of new restrictions.

chew on them for its a dog eat dog blessing,
lets make merry on skin and bones for testing,
bounce of fortunes, but shower the middle-man,
to unravel puzzles since its a riddle, man!

hidden in a prism of linguistic wisdom,
a cog in the wheel of the circular system,
a smile, a compromise, an execution in style,
a festival eked out of misery is its prize.

keep a small face you quixotic dwarf!
the tentacles of justice are forever crossed;
the evil in you shall meet its twain,
while there's no station in sight, for justice's train.



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