Crooked justice: a poem

Our rule of law, which we’ve long prized
Disintegrates before our eyes.
Justices who act corruptly
Stop due process quite abruptly.

These justices have cooked up ways
To force indefinite delays,
Thus ensuring Crooked Don
Toward re-election scurries on.

Don’s crimes of course are loud and clear,
Crimes that one can watch and hear.
“The documents I stole are mine!
“Hang Mike Pence? That sounds just fine!”

Our Court Supreme just hums a tune —
“Can it be our Don’s immune?
“Let’s ponder this for several months,
“Then down the field the ball we’ll punt!”

And down in Florida, Don’s Aileen
Is playing games we’ve never seen.
“Special Counsel, what is that?
“Which legal bean is in which hat?”

And so with Don our courts collude
In manner barely cloaked — and crude.
Out in the open for all to see,
They’re toying with democracy.

Carolyn McGiffert Ekedahl is the former deputy inspector general for inspections at the Central Intelligence Agency and co-author of “The Wars of Eduard Shevardnadze.”