An Evidence And A Witness

There is a mess all over,

There arises a turmoil  always,

There emanates a dark smoke everywhere,

There runs a murky water moreover.

  

 

 

The cause for the turbulence is unknown,

The reason for the disturbance is  inborn,

The limitation for the riot is unborn,

The gravity of the sequence is renown.

 

 

There is a call for an evidence,

Which strikes a dissimilar cadence,

Promoting a diligent negligence,

Fostering a severe arrogance.

 

 

 

The arguments lead nowhere,

As the witness proceeds with a tear,

 Since truth and transparency are rare,

In the regions of destructive care.

 

 

Evidences give a direction to the case,

Which lead to a concluding base,

But most of them have a double face,

Misleading a justification to a trace.

 

 

Witness give an authenticity ,

They are supposed to  affirm a plausibility,

But  unfortunately  decry a rigidity,

Smashing the verdict’s rationality.