The
unholy alliance
The
pasembor* on the rise
Once
they were arch enemies
Now
they want to join hands
All
for race and religion
All
for dreaming of an Islamic nation
One
can't afford it; one wants to implement
That's
the unholy alliance to disaster
Karma
always works silently
Once
it strikes it will bring down leaders
The
bad politicians of ulterior motives
Belittling
the secular nation
They
can dish up their pasembor
Hot,
spicy and burning sensation
Sometimes
it causes stomach ache
There
the mistrust will rise
This
is the work of karma
She
doesn't show her cards
She
can walk by put her marks
The
unholy alliance will sleep in the dark
* Malaysian salad of Indian origin
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