This is the story of
man name Aaqib,
He came to this
country with a family to feed,
Working hard to earn
money he can keep,
So that the next
generation could actually read,
This is the story of
man named Johnny,
He has a conspiracy
theory,
Maybe his tale has an
air of legitimacy,
About 10,000 migrants
to commit fraud in this country,
This is the story of
a woman named Farhan,
She needs a job to
feed her son,
But she fears for her
life as stories are spun,
And I doubt she has
anywhere to run,
This is the story of
a woman named Angel,
Anyone with brown
skin, she marks like the devil,
The fuel of her
anger, is definitely political,
She is determined to
use slurs and violence this dirty April
This is the story of the
Sarawak elections,
Hopefully we will be
able to make the distinction,
Between safeguarding
the keys of our nation,
And propagating blind
racist actions