moo has lost

 

Moo has lost his principle

He has sold his soul to the darkness

Though he knows the consequences

He still refuses to quit his post

He has his terminal illness

Though doctors say he is in good health

It could be a political talk to the public

His terminal illness will hit the score

The virus of Covid still singing

Loudly in the whispering of our minds

Those we are weak in the physical selves

The virus will do the most make over

We are sick in bodies, minds and souls

Every day we are facing nothing by Covid virus

Though we put up our faces to look normal

We know our tasks can only reduce its impact

Covid virus will attack

As long as we don't have ways to combat it

MCO must strictly enforced to stop the infection

But back door keeps changing its directions

But Moo has failed us and the nation

He has no direction but exploring ways to keep his chair

He has already lost his simple majority

He mustn't stay; he has to let go and walk away