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My country my green flag,
How can y'all be so cold hearted,
Ministers of corruption,
Playing the cards without sincerity,
Tables turning your way,
Jokers dancing to your tunes,
Mediocrity you call it,
Barbarians!
You watch your jokers in pain,
Struggling to get ends meet,
Yet you squander with enthusiasm,
Blood on your hands!
Demons at home,
Angelic figure to the world,
You send your little flowers abroad,
The comfort zone provider!
You steal away their conscience,
Making them brutal like you,
How can you ever be parents?
Flowers? How do you love them back?
Are you ever proud of their actions?
If only you have the conscience to answer,
Handlers of destiny,
Controllers of breakthrough,
Ratters of poverty,
I hope you learn a grievous lesson,
I hope you come to sense with pain,
I hope you break and cry for mercy,
I hope fellow Jokers will handle the case well,
I pray we empower and boost our nation