the hunt for black pearl

courtesy mob's crib

The hunt for black pearl
Into the deep jungle
In his sleep he may want to take it
Before somebody comes his way

Kay Loong has no choice
He can’t wait for it to deliver
Now he has to grab it
Cutting his way; shouting for his due
Nobody pays for his silly antics
He thinks he gets his ball
Running fully oiled to make his day

He doesn’t realize
There is sniper attacking
Every move he wants to make
He thinks he can get it
The hunt for black pearl

The ground has sunk
The water has filled it up
When he steps on it
He won’t see what makes him fall
He just shouts out loud in the jungle
Only the jungle people string up him
By the rope dangling with the breeze

When truth never comes
When deception croaks away
The downfall will be heaven sent
Allah works so ever perfectly
One should remember all that

The truth will always send us free
No matter where we are now and hereafter
I hear the shouting in the jungle
The smoking barbeque light up the sky
A feast for the jungle people