the ghost of hang tuah

UMNO rocking on the sea
The strong waves hitting its sins
Too many decades now the tiny holes
Bringing in the salt water
Dripping down from its deck

The ghost of Hang Tuah
Standing aloof on her deck
“Hey somebody drawing his keris
Is it my honor or somebody’s sin?”

UMNO leaders
Afraid they can’t find land
Struggling and shouting
The waves keep hitting them

So now the internal strife
It has begun to ripple its strikes
Hitting every way
Until the leaders can’t take it
Hang Tuah sits on the deck
Smiling his way knowing it has to be done

No respect to the Sultan and King
These leaders shouldn’t be allowed to stay
It is time for them to go
Tainted and painted faces
Hiding the truth just beware of them

Hang Tuah says his prayer
And disappears into the thin air
He knows the leaders are finished
When UMNO breaks into pieces
The remnants of lies and deceptions
Dishonesty and rudeness to the King
Lying bare naked in the hot sun
The people have decided
Come GE13 the final nail into its soul
Goodbye…………………….