What’s The Point?

If justice and equity are laws governing,
But they come at a price so stunning,
That the common man is left convulsing;
But cannot sue the black robes
Robbing him of his last penny.
Best things in life are never free;
But if justice is on sale
Then, my Lord, what’s the point?

If a man files a case
And the ruling hits his son’s face.
If justice delayed is justice derailed,
Still his Lordship seems unfazed.
And nothing can be done by the counsel’s grace.
Then, my Lord, what’s the point?

If courts function day and night
And the level of arguments reach new heights.
The counsel takes his imagination to great flights;
But the client, as usual, sighs.
If law remains but the spirit is lost,
Legislature survives at judiciary’s cost,
Then, my Lord, what’s the point?

If the language of law only conceals,
An ‘expert’ title being all that we seek.
If the man on street gets no better deal
Whether it be your intellect or be it the counsel’s zeal.
If precedents are set and maxims coined
But broken hearts are never joined
Then, my Lord, what’s the point?

Found this somewhere on the net, by some young chap in law school. I guess, the answer is, as Denny Crane says in Boston Legal, “You don’t ask. That’s the point.”

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