borrowed The Star
Corporate, judges and prime minister
Into the cauldron of strange fellows
On the common aim to make it work
Of power, gravy train and friendship
People lives
Make it looks according to the laws
The intra-players play their games
Profit from their relationships
The power flowing
The corporate leaders gain
The perks and awards
The judges coolly take
Now the RCI threw the spanner
Something isn’t right after all
Probes and answers must be found
Before the ghosts of the past laying to rest
Allah works differently
It takes Him years giving out ropes
When He pulls it back, He catches the fishes
One by one gasping for air to breathe
The truth must be open
Let the people know and understand
Ill-gotten gains and advantages
It won’t stand in one’s life span
So now we see
Will it happen or another shadow playing?
The life of the country’s politics
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