(We reproduce below two poems written by Basil Fernando)
No tears for departed Attorney Generals
Why I have no tears for departed Attorney Generals:
Do we feel sorry for ones extinguishing the light
Leaving everything in the dark?
Is there any crime worse than
Killing the soul of a nation?
Is not justice the soul of the nation?
Subverting justice was raised
To an art.
Molding the young to lie
Without compunction.
Teaching the abductors and murderers
In uniform to lie under oath
And crafting them false affidavits
To subvert the writ of habeas corpus.
Cynically putting into wastepaper baskets
Thousands and thousands of letters
Written by mothers in tears.
Eloquently lying in august international forums,
Defending the indefensible.
All this for a post or a promotion,
For the proverbial 30 pieces of silver.
Turning upside down
The house of justice.
No, I have no tears
For departed Attorney Generals.
They killed the soul of my nation.
We are all dead now
Roaming in a justice-less nation.
Tears are for the citizens, the living
And those yet to come,
To the desolate nation.
No, I have no tears for departed Attorney Generals.
The courthouse
In a land called Injustice
In a place called the City of Fear
There was a court presided over
by a man called Mr. Absurd
The court sergeant was Mr. Drunkard
The Mudilier was Mr. Bribery
There were many clerks and peons
Who had no names
The Litigants were the ordinary folk
Who thought they came to seek justice
About which
They had no notion
Some thought it white
Some thought it black
Some as liquor
And others as bribery
Summons were never written
But issued
Fines were never paid
But consumed
Mr. Absurd said
He held the balance,
Holding on to the shoulders
Of Mr. Drunkard and Mr. Bribery
In the appeals court
Mr. Absurd was held in high esteem;
The wisdom of Messrs D and B
Received the nation’s applause
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