Aminah woke up
Floating in space
Pieces of May
It was hard to live this way
She looked down
on the streets
Cars and people
Neonlights and entertainment
She missed it
The loved ones she left behind
Without saying goodbye
Landed in Malaysia
Got C4ed into kingdom come!
The masked people free
The police never investigate
Washing hands off....
Maybe protecting
Aminah knew
She must do it herself
People concerned trying to help
Without evidence it is hard in law
So Aminah in space
Flying to find her peace
For the masked people who ordered her hit
She will come for them
Slowly but surely she will arrive
Happy forgotten birthday
Aminah wherever you are now
Blown to pieces you never forget
It is time you write your story
Let the truth be told
Through somebody's soul
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