The black storm still gathers
Crowded by the bad politicians
Plotting their way to stay on top
They forget the law catching them
They drum it as their right
They can't be wrong to plot it
A law in place to haul them in
Yet they pretend they never heard
Bawang, Moo and Sandakan man
The plotted before the police stayed away
Now they want to play that game again
The Renaissance Man should circle them
The back storm must be blocked
Let the sheet of lights gathered in
Let the bad politicians have no escape
In the slumber they should stay
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