the sleeping beauty

The sleeping beauty
Roaring his voice timidly low
As he gets up and walks around his mansion
Looking in his mirror

He doesn’t like what he sees
The softie turns hardcore
Nobody listens
So he thunders loudly
Pointing at the mirror

‘The bloggers are to blame
Spreading lies and accusations
Lies akin to treachery
Demeaning the Rukun Negara’

Oh boy he knows
Has he practiced it yet?
I am afraid he doesn’t do
Eyes red staring in the mirror

‘We should stop blaming
Let the works begin
It is too long throwing mud
It is time to stop the nonsense!’

Where is he?
Dreaming in his world
Now when he wakes up
He says the darnest things!

Cronyism, corruption, he doesn’t spend his time
RCI he doesn’t want to take to fight on the recommendations
He plays his golf in his mind
Le the ball flies in the sky

What else he wants to blame except himself?
Bloggers are monkeys, idiots and traitors
Jobless people useless in society
But what is he?
The sleeping beauty for crying out loud

The way he goes
In no time we will be down on our knees
Begging for help to save our skins
Spending money before asking Parliament
Where is the transparency?

The sleeping beauty roars
The millipedes just ignore
Crawling at a leisurely pace
Why the hurry?
He makes us goners anyway