The current political situation is getting worse and worse...

TOIL AND TURMOIL

let us face the truth
the whole thing is a farce
you are not the rightful ruler
just because you plonked yourself on the throne
when everyone was foolishly looking the other way
your people are hungry and suffering
and busy defacing the drawing of the king
a new class struggle has sprouted
among the downtrodden and forgotten masses
like a web of weeds in the garden
their tough tendrils will grow
and spread to strangle this nation
it's too late to nip things in the bud
because neglect has caused the bud to dry up
and the seeds have floated in the wind
like a virus to all corners of this land
the princelings of the earth
have realized their kings
have left them high and dry
to be serfs to till the poor soil
for small scraps of stale food
while banquets are feasted on
in the palaces of the pompous
the dry land is cracking up
the foundations of the palace
are weakening and collapsing
the fake king spews fake news
and the princelings shout:
"we were not born yesterday"
they were born a few millennia ago
to rightfully partake
of the fruit and fat of this land
the ancient man of antiquity
is busy planning a final raid
on the crumbling pathetic palace
filled with a motley crew of crooks and cronies
but time and tide will not wait for him
the people stand on the pavements
and gawk with awe and bewilderment
as the princelings rise up
and fight for what is rightfully theirs
the bomohs stir the cauldron of slimy stew
toil and turmoil, toil and turmoil
there will be terror and trouble
all is foul and nothing is fair
it is fair to be foul and foul to be fair
who will hear the anguished cries
of those desperate for normalcy?
who will ride the golden chariot
to guide us through the red sea of fire?
who will lead us to the milk and honey
promised by the founding fathers?
who will get us out of this quagmire
of deceit, deception and desperation?

LAM SENG FATT
July 23 2020