In the land where justice wears a mask,

Enter Raffy Tulfo, a questionable task.

Dispensing “justice” through a TV screen,

But is it truly justice, or just a scene?

Exhibit A in the ICC’s grand plan,

Tulfo’s show, a tool in their hand.

For Duterte’s war on drugs, a stain,

Alleged crimes against humanity, a bane.

“Ipa-Tulfo mo,” the cry of the weak,

A phrase that highlights justice’s bleak.

When the system fails, to whom do they turn?

To a TV host, whose verdicts burn.

The ICC lurks, its eyes on the prize,

In a land where justice often lies.

With “ipa-Tulfo mo” as the rallying cry,

Perhaps Duterte’s reckoning draws nigh.