there is no singing

Sunset over Damai Laut, Perak, Malaysia by Ibnu Yusuf

There is no singing
In the heart of Perakians
The back door tragedy
The robbers got in

The house alarms didn't trigger off
There was no sound wires all cut
Leaving the back door easy preying convenience
As the robbers walked in freely

The faults of PR
Forgot about the inner circles
3 got to cash out
Leaving the nest
They craze for something else
The silver coins
Back stabbing all the way

Now the front door
Forced open by friendly daggers
Throwing its lot with the ruling elites
Camping into it......
We don't need Speaker any more

There is no singing
For Perakians to celebrate
The silver color turning black
When little devils roam the state