The last day of 2020
The Vision of Dr Mahathir gone
Broken down to pieces
Like ashes blow away by the wind
The bad still rules today
Nothing is changed; nothing to celebrate
Only the bitter taste in our tongues
Tasting the wrong political food in the wrong plates
Anwar gave us much hope
But the numbers didn't show
He popped out his magic of numbers
There was nothing to show
The wolves, crocodiles and monkeys
The frogs, the running dogs and hornbills
They are celebrating through the back door
Even Rocking Rona never want to infect them
But the saints will keep marching
Light up where there are darkness
The fight isn't over until the mandate returns
The back door must be kicked out
The last day of 2020
The bad can sing, laugh and smile
They sit on the power the easy drive
What will Anwar do to survive?
We will see
What will happen in 2021
Will Anwar find his numbers?
Will PH get back its mandate?
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