A satirical poem on the Malaysian state of affairs recently came my way. While it was amusing in it's cadence, it also painted a lucidly sad picture of how the government is being run. I won't go so low as to print the poem here, since there are already individuals who are at this moment rigorously circulating it on the net. Besides, every time I dare to venture into the topic of Malaysian politics I sound every bit the cynic I try very hard not to be. The issues so creatively purported in the verses were nothing new. They have been the bane of political debates for years. Suffice it to say that the body claiming to serve the people of the country are still only paying lip service to their oaths. While the unknowing partisans of our pseudo-democracy are busy applauding the likes of Siti, Mawi and the jokers on AF, local bureaucrats are free to dicker the public coffer amongst themselves. It saddens me that the independence our forefathers so proudly negotiated from the colonials without dropping a single drop of blood is now reduced to a few succinct stanzas of morbid humor. Picture a clown weeping and you'll get the picture.