Case number one hundred and eight
Allegation stated: the trial of poets
Presume all present in this court?
Poets are guilty of nonchalant
Towards life when they chant
And humans elevated above height
Poets are murderer of words
In pursuant of rhymes and rhythms
All in the name of poetic licenses!
My Lord, I am the spokesman for poets
We gathered today to defend our faith,
With elaborate explanations "We're not guilty"
Poets are romantic
Poets are passionate
Poets are affectionate
They see things in different ways
They view life in complex manners
And break it down to simplest views
Passions flow out of poets
Emotions gush out of poets
Affections rush out of poets
Though lines in systematic ways,
Form stanzas in logical manners
Accomplished with unique titles.
Poets are Marvelous
Poets are Mysterious
Poets are Contentious
At times they seem blind
But see clearer than eagles
In search for daily bread.
At times they seem dumb
But are paretic through powerful media;
Pen on paper to speak their mind.
At times they seem deaf
But clearer than the broken walls,
And think wisely before they talk.
At times they seem naked
But clothed like chameleon,
Only caring less of that you cherish.
Going up and down of the beach
Is search of rhymes and rhythms,
The wildest in the network of poets.
The heaven and earth
The sum, the moon and the stars
Are eternal poets.
The South and the West
The North and the East,
Sing rhythmical songs.
Poets are Marvelous
Poets are Mysterious
Poets are Contentious
This court has jurisdiction over poets
And as the spokesman of the poets,
Hence my Lord, my case I rest.
I, the judges of this court
Am a prototype of a poet,
For I preside over this court.
Lawyers and court clerks are poets,
Plaintiffs and defendants are poets,
They arrange their statements systematically before the court;
With effective defense of poets
Thus panel of judges of this law court
Discharge and acquit poets!
