Ode to Dr Mahathir Mohamed?

Read this poem by Nib Mihar. Very interesting indeed.

Let us look back over the years
All the agony, all the tears
In this land of ours
The scandals which were enormous

The Bumiputera Malaysia  inance
The scandal that got out of hands
Billions lost at our expense
When loans were given to friends

Jalil Ibrahim was murdered
He knew too much it was rumoured
His body was discovered
But the truth remained covert

Two dollar Maminco was created
To control tin price it was intended
Still the tin price went absurd
Billions lost was never expected

Bank Negara Malaysia made a loss
Played Forex like George Soros
RM30 billion were lost
All at taxpayers cost

Perwaja came to the fore
Industrialization was the core
Losses made but still they want more
Our money to save the iron ore

Crony Eric Chia appointed to rescue
To make profits that was overdue
But it became more 'haru biru'
RM10b lost our money too

Then we have Petronas
To save our country's ass
Konsortium Perkapalan losses amassed
Whose company, make a guess

Paid out by the billions
As instructed by those lions
We became servile minions
Even if we lost trillions

MAS shares at eight ringgit
Were sold to a so called pundit
At less than half the price of it
Tajudin Ramli the name of the culprit

MAS got worse
And it burst
As usual, bail out we must
To save it from further rust

Now we have PKFZ
Another money making target
By those idiots who set
To make as much as they can get

Then came the NFC
RM250 million paid to a Minister's family
Agreement not signed but paid already
The intention to buy cows overseas

Taxpayers money were used
To purchase condominiums we are not amused
That was really an abuse
Don't make it an excuse

They say this is the mother of all scandals
1MDB created by those rascals
Should we throw at them our sandals
To show disgust at how they handle

Tabung Haji meant to rescue
Do you think they have a clue?
Under instruction, it is true
From you know who

But what have we done?
Just sitting under the sun
All these scandals one by one
We still elect them to run

Then why complain
About the rain
And the pain
We are not going to gain
Our anger all in vain
Because we select them again
Again and again