Spgm 065 - The Old Theft

The goldsmith continued: "Like a royal messenger There came a stranger. He wore a woman's dress. And entered the palace." "He saw a young prince, With a golden necklace, In his bed fast asleep, But suddenly woke up." "A dual fight ensued then. The thief escaped and ran. Till today he wasn't seen To catch him there's none." THE YOUNG MAN'S SHOW The goldsmith further told: "A young man had a spear. To go near him all had fear Once there came a thief With his axe and knife." "The thief saw the spear, And ran away out of fear. So, if you believe a thief, It'll result in your grief." KOVALAN FELL DOWN DEAD A soldier threw his sword. Kovalan spoke no word, But he fell down dead, In a pool of blood. The presiding deity Of the Madurai City She was left to mourn O'er the loss of a son. The king's scepter one It bent a while down As justice was undone In a case not proven. A SORROWFUL END Who was to be blamed? This end had fate timed? Or, the king was named? Or, the goldsmith framed? Who'll give answer? No answer lies here. When justice is delayed Then justice is denied.