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Jaguh

Semua mahu jadi jaguh
Berteriak pekik bikin gaduh
Siapa lantang siapa tangguh

"Jika aku punya kuasa
semua rakyat ku angkat menjadi raja
kita hidup satu kata satu jiwa"

"Jika aku punya kuasa
segala harta ku banjiri pekan dan desa
tiada yang papa tiada yang kedana"

Birokrat-birokrat bertopeng malaikat
Terus-terus melolong sabda-sabda kosong tiada pernah penat
Ke tengah kota ke hujung kampung ke laut mahupun darat
Riuh berkeroncong penuh gamat

Ada juga dalang-dalang keparat
Jadi pecacai bodoh lagi taat

Pak turut tolong tampal poster pada tiang-tiang lampu di sisi jalan
Pak karut tolong lelong polisi di kedai-kedai kopi sambil minum tongkat ali
Pak carut tolong maki hina segala pesaing yang tidak separti sekroni

Atas nama kemenangan, maruah jadi taruhan
Atas nama perubahan, kebenaran jadi lelongan
Atas nama kepartian, perpaduan dipersundalkan

Mana halal mana haram
Berpidato tidak pernah redam
Tapi ada suatu-suatu masa bila kuasa menjadi idam
Mana halal mana haram
Diam.

-kiambang-
25052009

:: Rasa muak... muak dengan segala-gala yang mengundang muak!
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