The Dog Poem

They came to court with trembling paws,
No counsel, no voice, no noble cause.
The COURT spoke of “public good,”

But not word on pollution, roads or brotherhood.

“Round them up,” the verdict rang,
In every other street the echo sang.
“By whatever means, no law, no wait,”
A sentence passed — a sealed their fate.

No ears for barks, no eyes to see,
The quiet love they’ve given us all for free.
In that hall where big verdicts land,
Silenced our paw-friends

Who heal us by the touch of hand

An Echo in Court

Two little children came by the courtroom gate,
Eyes so sparkling, too small for hate.
A girl with ribbons, about four years old,
A boy of three, his fingers cold.

Their mother’s hands was trembling tight,
As she waited since the morning light.
The door swung open—he came in view,
In hand cuffs, wearing a shade of blue.

The bailiff called the father’s name,
The courtroom noisy, no one to blame.
But in that din, two voices flew—
Papa! they cried, from their hearts so true.

All the files, the laws, the crime,
Faded out for a little time.
For in their gaze, no wrong was done—
He was their moon, their stars, their sun.

Why was he there, I could not tell,
What grief, what rage, what hidden hell.
Their smiles said everything and everyone heard—
Only love and hope in a single word.

He smiled back through tears and shame,
And softly whispered their name.
And for a moment, between the wall it fell—
Love, remorse and shame through that cold shell.

Two children in the halls of law,
Too young to judge what they just saw.
They only knew he would hold their hands,
And swing them high above the lands.

As I froze in that moment, my thoughts in a daze,

Who was truly sentenced? It blurred in a haze.

The man, the wife, and those tender young souls paid the price;

What would become of their small, innocent world—

No longer a happy surmise ..

‘Are you feeling Alright’!

In a Courtroom, when she Slept

As she sat in court, head hanging low,

Her eyes half-closed, her pace went slow.

May be all night she’d worked her brief and no time for rest,

She probably wanted to excel, give her best.

The files were thick, the facts were tough,

But strong she stayed despite the rough.

In courtroom, she just fell sleep without a call,

In the middle of a bustling courtroom hall.

The lady judge, with her demeanour so kind,

Noticed her and made up her mind.

She didn’t scold, she didn’t frown

Maybe she figured the girl had worked all night

She just softly asked, “Are you feeling alright?”

The Judge’s gentle voice, so calm and sweet,

Gave the girl’s tired heart and mind a steady beat.

For young lawyers like her toiling every day,

A little empathy of this kind goes a long way.

They work in silence, and try to give their all,

To rise, to learn, and to stand tall.

What they need—beyond the books—

Is empathy by their colleagues, court and some kinder looks.

Here’s to such judges & lawyers, who truly care,

And above all, are kind and fair.

When a little effort, we can help them tide

and empathy and justice can walk side by side.