Come (a Poem on the 2018 Malaysian Election)

This was written in 2018

We have come aloud,
Our voices soaring as clouds
Of a tempest—
So grave, so sound, so resonate.
In the thousands of cacodemons that haunt,
None has glinted in the shine of dawn
And now we have come,
And the presiding protector too—
Our fidelity, and of love and of life,
Shall congeal and manifest in him,
And let his ice give to our fires augmented manifold.
Oh, our bold liberator Dr M!

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