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Sand, water and supremacy
The thinking of fools in our country
Branding their own kind ignoring others
In the nation of mixture in the bowl
Prawn paste, a little sugar, a little salt
Soy sauce, red chilli and mixture of fruits
A big spoon stirs the bowl with all the mixtures
Turning every part into one solid whole
Don't we realize we shouldn't survive alone?
Without unity we are preys for all the predators
Too much leniency on the racists in our midst
Newspapers spin and the running bugs sing
The black dogs keep barking
The snakes crawl biting some on the way
The bought over frogs jumping with glee
The bankers frown on their faces...........
Sand, water and supremacy
The weak solutions on weak foundations
The soft breezes will not break it away
Until the tornado or twister jams its day
The country of potpourri of races
It is this mixture drawing our diversity
It is this foundation we would be progressing
It is this bowl we are sharing as 1 nation 1 people 1 vision
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