LITIGATORS

Though I have seen anthropoids of many types
The ones called 'litigators'
Do accrue some  special merits.
We can see them prowling everywhere
And many mistake them for being exceptional
Advocates for civil rights.

Though with further experience
One can easily come to see that
Many of them are neither civil nor
Right in most things that they do
Being   unable to meet the other in the eye
Unable to dispel alarm
To decide not to judge.

Many a judge
Sits through his judgements
As if endowed well before
For the killings that they do
Without however, having even noticed.

The extended hearings that cost you a fortune
The trouble that fixes the relationship for a long long time
the dubious results, all too whimsical
The long quee at the court room
The terrible drudgery of the advocates shop talk
The men ready to be taken for criminals
Waiting on the verge of this pothole
For the shit to be through
The concerned relatives
The prolonged hatred
And the empty jargon paraphrased from elsewhere
In which the judge passes out,
While passing air as water.