The
web of dark shadows
Hanging
over our heads
Moving
in slow motion
Telling
us”we are watching you”
The
religious watchers
They
police their ways
Hitting
the heads of perceived strays
Rolling
them into the cage
Any
infringement they come
Day
or night knocking at your door
They
don't show proper decorum
They
think they are the little gods
The
migration of people
The
way they seek new pastures
The
nation will lose the pool of talents
All
because of sleeping Putrajaya
The
extremists playing up their trade
The
religious enforcers rolling up the cage
Putrajaya
snores into the night
The
people watch for a day to change
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