the leader sleeps

The leader sleeps
He can’t remember what he says
Opening his eyes to his world
He thinks he is the king on the glow

The court jesters’ dance
On the ritual of 50 years
What they did they now disclaimed
Telling the people street demonstrations uncivilized
You see they got what they wanted
They will not allow others to do the same

Peaceful gathering walking on the streets
They tell you disrupting traffic flow
It is the police roadblocks making it so
Then they point the fingers at the street rallies

Our leaders can’t decide
Left or right; they go left then go right
Drawing out smoke misty eyes
Then they open their mouths
They speak of paradise hide their secret lives

The New Year got a big bang
A juicy tale in the mamak stalls
Is this the only one………….?
When there is one
Two more will arise……….