In
the night
Of
the dark sky
The
illegals will arrive
On
the shore
Then
they disappear
Into
the plantations
Into
the city
They
can blend in easily
For
there are their own kind
Working
illegally with backdoors
They
are much better
Then
the locals
Where
local dream of good paying jobs
They
decline the hot sun running
They
decline the hands dirty careers
They
want to work in cool shades
So
the illegals jump into it
Carving
homes and careers
Building
their nests and grow
The
authority doing half pace work
Occasionally
headlines of illegals
Free
transport back home
And
the locals still dreaming
Of
good paying jobs in the cool shades
Thinking
they are princes and princessess
Holding
pens and barking orders
These
are the careers they dream
The
illegals take the opportunities
They
know they can blend in easily
Into
the society on the easy take
Where
else they can find
Giving
citizenships then become bumiputras
Depriving
the locals the semblance of dignity
All
because locals are damned choosy
So
the illegals blend and get married
In
time they build their nests
They
become the citizens!
It
boils down to our leaders
Hungry
for power pawning the country
The
illegals suddenly become the backbone
For
the ruling elites to stay in power!
Now
it is time
The
locals should wake up and see
Don't
just read the main newspapers
The
reporters hiding facts within
Already
one main newspaper editor says
His
paper is biased on its reporting
Gearing
towards the ruling elites
Powdering
them for all the good shows
Hiding
all the bad in the back room
Now
the illegals become a party
Rearing
to go to fish for their master
In
their hands they hold the papers
They
smile on their good fortunes
Coming
to this country is blessing
Other
countries will be in jail or deported
Some
may not see the light of day!
Here
we are the Nation cries
For
our pride has gone down the scale
The
world body don't really look our way
We
are become a laughing stock in their minds
For
our leaders have made us look like fools
When
they issue statements they don't think twice
What
they say they don't practise in their lives
They
say our education is the best
Yet
they send their children to overseas!
The
illegals know the trends
They
study our leaders and they know
So
they come in numbers to populate the nation
Marrying
the locals they become prized assets
In
the world of politics the ruling elites harvest them
For
their benefits into the game of political survival
Now
it has become a thorny issue
The
illegals have become the dark horse
We
can't be closing eyes for decades
We
have to bite the bullet make the change
The
change is for our benefits in the long term
We
have to seriously change our minds
It
has to be the next election
Mark
the correct box for change
We
must find out how the illegals get their citizenships
It
must be addresssed the culprits send to jail
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