On Thieves and Heroes (or, Twenty-Five Years and Forty-Seven Lies)

For twenty-five years, brisk demands 
For change, for moral politics -
A reborn nation, confident
That Justice can stand unafraid -
Now finally claim centre stage
Your avatar can claim his prize.

But look - what fateful compromise!
What cruel bargain - filth-stained hands!
With faithless smiles, with hands aclasp
These erstwhile foes declare their pact
Amidst blithe claims of kingly seal
Your "unity" swept all sins clean

And now you reap your poisoned fruit
A bitter harvest for your sham
And twenty-five years' promises
Are trumped by forty-seven lies
The deathly grin unmasked, unshamed
Bears witness to your blotted vows

The thieves you pledged to overthrow
Walk lockstep with your heroes now.

On Constancy and Treachery

Give us a man of Constancy
A man of iron principles
A man to lead us broody souls
To sunlit hills of Certainty

Not this, this faithless wavering
This double-dealing Treachery
The eager overthrow of Truth
In service of Ambition's ring

You think that we will soon forget
That public minds are changeable
Well our Trust, too, is mutable
Your perfidy you soon will fret!

On Your Birthday (Malaysia Day)

On this day, many years ago 
As we were reminiscing about you
You, beautiful adorable you
We realised that we had never known
Truly when and where you were born
You, fiercely loving you

We inherited you
When we bought our lovely home
And you had made our lives a joy
You, loyal joyful you

So on this day, many years ago
As we were thinking of you
We decided, fancifully
(and without consulting you)
that today would be your birthday

You, beautiful adorable you
You, fierce fierce you
You, forever loved you.