The
Malays I mix
Those
years ago in the kampong
They
were the daring type
They
could challenge the police
They
worked hard for their lives
Though
in different way of life
They
ran foul of the law
The
Black Maria always came
One
of them told me
“Don't
be like him
I
get nowhere but prison
Though
I challenged the police
It
didn't bring me richness”
He
didn't want me to join
It
would not bring me good life
Learn
his lessons stayed away from it
A
lesson I learned in my life
The
Malays can strive
If
they can really unclogged their minds
They
shouldn't believe on race and religion
It
will bring them to the dungeon
The
Malays should learn like Job
He
went through many trials in his life for God
He
didn't complain; he struggled it through
In
the end he was bless with glory
The
politicians want zombie bases
The
zombie followers will not know right or wrong
They
will shake their heads and roar
When
they smell the aroma of cash handouts
The
Malays should break free
Don't
fall for the politicians trick
Don't
be like zombies but real persons
Learn
to live and share with others
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