PROCEDURE
Poem by: Chan Mongol
Many anchor men and women are crossing the line of tolerance;
Back benchers preach the history without truth and conscience!
After hearing you, doctors go to next room for Google education;
Then, return to you to give you a prescription to get good commission.
Why should you think of democracy for the powerful majority?
That kind of majority don't think of you and of your individuality?
In this modern era, professionals rule and are allowed to do dirty business;
In oneway street, reckless driving without procedure and good process.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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