Along the routes
The colourful races stand together
All eager to get to work
Somewhere the bus travels
The clock chimes
The day will be hive of activities
All working for a common good
What's 1Malaysia?
They have been doing it
Shopping the grids for the country to prosper
They earn their keeps some go to the nation
Along the way somebody takes
The greed and corruption
The faces on the buses read
They don't want to make troubles
They think they have enough in the work place
The bus moves on
More passengers get up to go
Some standing for the short haul
They need to get there on time
And the words keep dancing
“Malaysia...People first”
They know they don't get
The situation still sucks
The bus stops
The traffic light of red
On the street ahead
The police block causing jams
The passengers in the bus
They curse under their breath
“What the hell?”
“We are late again!”
The police divert on going traffic
Away from the demonstrators
The bus load of people watch
They know what's ills the country
Every one in the bus
They share the same sentiments
The country needs to change
There is no doubt about ti
The bus driver revs it up
As the road has less traffic
It moves on before something happens
The people watch as the scene fades away
Then the calm restores
The people go back to their daily routines
Eyes looking far away
Some may think of how to make money
Some drop near hotels and restaurants
Others have to wait a long while......
The bus moves on weaving out of traffic
Some older people too slow to reach the bus stop
The bus never stops for them
The driver just ignores the waving hands
He drives along eyes on the traffic flow
When you grow old don't think of an excuse
One by one
The bus stops
Every passenger walks away
Feeling the soft breezes flow
The graffiti in our minds
The spins of public officials
The bus driver horns
He knows what to do
He passes the same police check
He waves at them thinking he will allow through
The police whistle at him to stop
He curses as he drives to park at the side road
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