On
the quiet
Slowly
it becomes
A
sin in the palm
As
it is written
The
friends turn foes
In
the ruling elites
The
funds from 1MDB
It
slowly creeps in the open
Though
Ap Water cools it down
Without
showing evidence in his reason
It
begs the question of his integrity and honesty
His
sin will be revealed once the change is done
The
crooks can't hide for long
The
justice will take its course
As
we all know crimes don't pay
It
will be known in time
The
jittery leaders
They
are finding it hard to keep it cool
The
hot weather will make them sweat profusely
Once
the change takes shape
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