The old man still thinks he has balls
Rocking on his chair clicking on his notebook
Using whatever mediums to air his views
On the politics, race and religion
The past date has gone
He still thinks he is relevant
Brewing his thoughts on a race
Instead of the country as a whole
It is sad he forgot
The country of many races
Together with common vision
The common stand to fight for progress
With a man of his one way ticket
A loner as Daim said once to me
When I bought him his favourite mee
When he was in Alor Star on his politics
The old man wants one race to progress
He just couldn't stomach it when others fare better
So he can't give up his crusade to pursue his agenda
He should stay retire; write his memoirs and leave as that
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