The
jets in the air
The
mortars grounded the land
The
thundering sound rattling the minds
The
people gathered up and ran
There
was no negotiations
Enough
had been given
When
bullets flew resulting in deaths
The
slow motion spelt the unseen weakness
Now
the army units moved in
With
fire power from the sky
The
armed intruders got to go
They
had no business in Sabah
The
claim of rights
It
had long ago lost it
Through
signed agreements
Until
the end of time
The
last sultan of Sulu
Died
without any heir
The
contracts he signed
It
is binding till the end of time
Now
Sabah belong to Malaysia
The
Sulu armed intruders better go home
The
Malaysian army would go on the offensive
It
was the way to defend her rights
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