Precedent—Whether A Way to Truth

We were in quest

So we searched in east and west

We looked all around

Truth was ultimately found

We marked the trail

To that holy grail

Where truth was resident

We called it precedent

But truth is not dead; it’s very much alive

To new places it likes to drive

Like universe it is ever growing

Like time it is ever flowing

It lives in the hobo style

Stays just for a while

Ever on the move

For long, it doesn’t like to groove

So precedent and its trail

With time are bound to fail

Again and again the way to truth must be found

With precedent it cannot be forever bound

The beaten track helps and aids

But it may not work always

When to truth it does not lead

New paths we may have to explore and tread

With truth alone our loyalty should lie

With old trails we need not always comply

If to truth a precedent blocks the way

Then that precedent we should be ready to slay