A gold diamond ring is crying like never before.

Well, I don't think we can get to see better future after the General Elections because of the fact that inflationary rates are skyrocketing plus the competitions among those who are locals and foreigners (some of them are the products of mixed marriage whose parents are either locals or foreigners).

Foreign to me when you see a local person (with both parents are Malaysians) are getting less and less salary and allowances as compared to those who are so called mixed. Of course, they (the foreigners) are working harder to gain money and properties here in order to survive. But those who are left behind are fed with BR1M and monetary aids which make them so less fortunate.

The story of the ring above is still left unspoken. And only one person can understand what I mean by left unspoken. There are things which are better off to be made unspoken. Like the ring which is supposed to be with someone else, now being ushered to be with someone who has hidden agenda with some other people.

I wrote the poem below a few years ago hoping somebody will come to the rescue the gold ring with diamond. But... like that crying ring, I just can't find a word to describe how people are so foolish in a sensible sense to just ignore my poem(s). 

Maybe I don't want to add insult to an injury, even doctors in Malaysia are so materialistic in their capacity of healers. They drive expensive cars and demanding for lavish salaries, not to mention that they have good businesses locally and abroad. I don't need to mention the Bankers who act like Barbarians in our soils as well.

And the ring never says goodbye.