The
waterfall gushing down
On
the hilly slope down to the plain
It
isn't the clean clear water
It
is the coloured sign of sin
The
political leaders in Amno baru
You
can shade the colour you can hide it
The
end result the sins of the water
Nature
shows it for all to see
Who
are your enemies?
You
try to deflect it to the other races
The
bogeymen in your ancient mind
You
tell it so often in many general assemblies
Don't
you think it has become stale news?
There
is nothing new coming out in your agenda
The
country's economy and poverty rings
You
don't discuss and plan it ahead
Amno
baru marching
Into
the wall it has built
Within
it lies the stale smell
Of
the sins it has accumulated
It
is better to look in the mirror
Be
honest and say it out loud
The
walls are crumbling down
The
patch up work will not last
Our
nation's history
isn't
run by its 3 million members
They
don't decide our destiny
It
is time to look in the mirror
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