Meet me at the base of the effigy of Themis
In the forenoon or so soon thereafter,
And I’d take you to the Battlefield of wits.
The Battlefield of wits
Where lawyers go to war with writs.
The Battlefield of wits
Where lawyers go to war for writs.
The Battlefield of sages
Where lawyers go to war for wages.
The Battlefield of showiness
Where lawyers go to war for business.
Lest you are caught in the clash of Titans,
I will let you sit with me…
For safety
For comfort
And for shielding,
For when we are in the courtroom
Things may get dirty like in the guardroom.
Lawyers will shoot each other on sight,
With poisonous bullets in law reports
Lawyers may kill each other in the fight
With horrendous magazine in their briefs.
When they are robed
In their warfare black gowns
And their heads
Crowned with their battle-ready wigs
And their hands bearing books of war,
Be weary of what goes on in their minds.
Trust not their intention
But trust my own intents
For I am trained in the act of their bloody war
Let me bear their bullets for you.
TAKE NOTICE that…
Their mental faculty is their arsenal—
A weapon repository that has led
Many men of might to their legal doom:
My belle, do not dare to find out.
Their writing prowess is their cannon—
A homicidal weapon of notoriety:
My belle, do not wait to find out.
Their oratory faculty is their missile—
A biological weapon of mass destruction
That can cause a life or give a life:
My belle, do not dare to find out.
Meet me at the base of the effigy of Themis
In the forenoon or so soon thereafter,
And I’d take you to the Battlefield of wits.
The lawyers,
In their oratory killing prowess,
May fire shots at each other as they please.
The judges,
In their adjudicatory prowess,
May pass a judgment of legal doom.
But I shall be there, sitting with you
Receiving their bullets for you.
For I am trained in their act of war
And their waring tricks are also my tricks.
–Bolaji Ramos, Esq
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