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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY - continued: IX and X

IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY…

		IX

If ever I had a country
And if ever I were not robbed of my barrister's degree
I'd set up shop on a perch at Hyde Park Corner
For a chance to plead for the Damnés de la Terre at Old Bailey
Receive the eternally forlorn under a tree for no fee
And rally all victims of pleadings under my barrister's wig free
That is, if ever I were not robbed of that Call to the Bar duty
And this, even if I never had no country

		 X

If ever I had a country
And if ever I were not robbed of the chance to plead for the unfree
The poor who tremble helpless at the Law's ermine garb decree
The innocent wretched who let fall their inalienable rights and flee
The defenceless cowed by the moneyed clients' Big-Time lawyer crap
Claim and Counter-claim Summons for Disclosure trap
That is, if ever I were not robbed of my self-taught Inns of Court degree
And this, even if I never had no country

© T. Wignesan - Paris,  2018

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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