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by Azira Binti Aziz | |
Published on: Feb 5, 2008 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=18413 | |
A firm hand ever hovering a blatant threat ringing in my ears the stinging slap when I defied you the bubbled breath of self-realization for this was not what I voted for for you, my leaders we followed-silent for you, my leaders we hoped, and prayed yet you, my leaders filled your coffers and you, my leaders turned astray you lie, you changed the beat of the drum you fit, in pieces a puzzling clown you claim, in fear the blood of innocents you broke, for power the sacred covenant for the social contract of which you hold the terms and conditions twisted and cruel we seek now to retrieve what we lost in waking sleep « return. |