The Criminal Is Not A Criminal, Those Who Mke Him Are Criminals Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The criminal is not a criminal,
But those who make him
A criminal
Are criminals.

The criminal is actually a poor fellow,
A very poor fellow
To be pitied and mercied,
Not a born criminal.

For a crime, you give him not harsh punishment
So that he may not stand again,
You handle his case leniently
With mercy and pity.

The police, advocates and thieves,
Are they themselves good,
Virtuous enough,
Upright and just,
All for judgement and humanity?

The answer is 'no, not all, not as such',
All are for the stomach
And self-satisfaction,
None for law and justice
And justice is not in punishment.