My body broken
my mental health exhausted
all because of you
1.They are doing it to release three suspects.
2.Judge was on Holiday to give a chance to Link judge
to release the three main suspects.
3.Holiday policy was also used by Islamabad High Court.
4.Holiday policy was used many times by lower court to give bail.
5.They were involved in this whole case either it is in the
Islamabad High court or Lower Court.
6.Police also plays very negative role but at least they have put
the suspects in front of court.
7.Biased Judges are always helpful for criminals.
8.We are number 130 in the world for giving justice but in top seven
to give high level salaries and privileges which are in millions per month
for each judge.
9.They are using delay tactics which is very clear to the public
Whenever they need Favours they always buy it through Holiday Policies.
10.Low moral character doesn't suit a judge.
puffy clouds regal
float in wind swept spaces
lift
brown flecked eagle
birds in mishmash flight
breaching boundaries
vexed
by jets thwarting height
courtship songs tumbling
planes intrusive rumbling
environmental grumbling
Poem written: March 24, 2021
childhood disrupted
by a fight against cancer
changed a young girl's life
chemo and amputation
renewed her for all to love
June 13, 20112
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Cantankacerous
Sponsored By: Joann Grisetti
Many would say I am widely misunderstood,
and I am considered a highly desirable malfunction.
Nobody knows where I've been or what I've been through,
but in my final hours there will be a complete distraction.
So much knowledge is trapped,
in the inner depths of my hell!
I can't sort through the memories that trigger my pain,
so I hide inside my exterior shell.
How do I turn down these voices,
that loudly run through my head.
They send me into a full blown rage,
I wish I could silence them instead.
I cry so many tears in the dark,
the frustrations drops me to my knees.
Who do I do will all that I need to say,
I open my mouth and suddenly I freeze.
Tossed away like a bad habit,
it's like I'm looking in from a distance.
I'm standing unseen in the background,
and my body is stuck in a trance.
If my mind was on right,
I wouldn't feel the confusion that weakens my brain.
There's so much jumbled memories I don't understand,
but this pain I feel will always remain.
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