One more poem...

RISE UP, OH MALAYSIANS

rise up, rise up, oh malaysians
don't you know you are trampled on?
wise up, wise up, oh malaysians
don't you know your wira have betrayed you?

the enemies are not at the front gate
they are in the back alley
kicking down the unguarded door
to scramble in and seize the throne

free sweets and treats
keep the masses happy
while their wise wira
grab the wealth of the land

the masses are addicted to the free mead
and want some more and some more
their wira gladly pop open bottles of ambrosia
and pour it into the mugs of the masses in need

the masses are shackled to their poverty
chained by the chants of race and religion
intoxicated by the ambrosia and mead
while their wira dance wildly in ecstasy

rise up, rise up, oh malaysians
don't you know you are trampled on?
wise up, wise up, oh malaysians
don't you know your wira have betrayed you?

Lam Seng Fatt
July 2 2020