Tuesday, August 22, 2017

the coalition of blue

The coalition of blue
Running into panic mode
The right or wrong
All tumble down the steps

RCI to pin on one man
When every cabinet member was involved
By the virtue to agree those times ago
Unless they have forgotten it

Even the village chief of chief
Blasted his horn to attack one man
When the real culprit he hides in his head
It tells how the rot has set in!

The current issues he dares not say
Maybe he can't understand economics
With so many zeros his mind is blank
A sad case for the chief of village chief

The coalition of blue
The cracks have gone through
The cycle is fulfilled
Now it is the changing of guards

in the dark pit

In the dark pit
The twin snakes will fall
In the darkness they see nothing
This is where they belong

Though now it strikes fear
The integrity all have lost
For a little while longer
They can run their brand

Once the tenure is over
The twin snakes fate will be decided
Once the dark pit claims them
It will be the hissing of a long time

Surround by iron bars
The gong on a fixed time
Though they may try to escape
Every loop hole has been welded

For a little while longer
They can run their brand
Once the tenure is over
The dark pit will claim them

the music of bamboo river

The leaders of a dominant party
The ghosts of the past still haunt them
They want to use it to discredit a former PM
Of the incidents happened decades ago

Its leaders feel they are trapped
With the current scandals and corruption
They want to divert attention on themselves
By using the old incidents to justify it

The current scandals they try to hide
Giving lies to polish the crooks
They want to fool the village folks
But the city slickers they will fail

Every agency has been compromise
The Constitution blatantly ignored
It is the sign of the falling down
The steps are uneven the screws missing

There is no way for them to reshape
It is down on the steps they would fall
Into the pit to stay for a long time
Until they face the music of Bamboo River

the blues of affairs

The blues of affairs
It will never bring cheers
It will bring sadness and sorrow
The trust has broken

The sweet moon of light
It will be hard to smile
The infidelity breaks the heart
The sleepless nights of headaches

Why or why?
The ring of the bell
The truth is hard to tell
When lust spreads its bad spell

The blues of affairs
The parties will try to hide
When the secrets are expose
They try to damage control

The trust will be gone
It will take a long while to restore
Maybe divorce will be filed
Leaving a bitter taste of memories

Monday, August 21, 2017

the milking of donation

The old beggar stands near a shade
On his hand he carries his walking stick
He stands there to beg for alms
He wishes many will donate freely

But days of hardship in our lives
Donation will be dried up
The ringgit has dropped its value
The costs of goods have roped our necks

The old beggar will not understand
The economy of the nation and people's hardship
He wishes many will donate to him
To help live another day of his miserable life

But the people aren't going to give freely
They have learned of syndicate groups
They use old people and children to milk the public
So the old beggar caught in the loop

the old man Mahathir

The Old Man Mahathir
He will come alive in politics
He can't retire from the challenge
Now he is going to destroy Amno baru
A party he formed during the old Amno crisis
He got registered one day when the court ruled
So Amno baru was born he was the founder president
Decades on the road he left the party
When the current leader brings shame and scandals
The people have suffered in pockets of holes
The Old Man can't stay quiet he has to gallop in
The battle he will face to right the wrong
He has his mission to atone of his mistakes

The Old Man Mahathir
He has as sharp as ever
He is still a racist to protect his race
But now Amno baru attacking his identity
The leaders have bankrupt of ideas
Using his background to shame him
But Constitution recognizes as a Malay
In its definition as in its law
He may have its fallout
But the people don't suffer badly
Now the current leader will pawn the nation
He doesn't bring in foreign capital but huge debts
He brings in the Red Dragon
The breath of fire the people have to pay!
So the Old Man can't stay quiet
He has his mission to bring it down
The master architect to the rescue

Anwar in prison
He can't do much then
On a similar charge before
He can watch the events unfold
Now the Old Man Mahathir
He gallops into action
He can be the person to dismantle Amno baru
Now the current leaders feel the fear
Of power will be gone so is the wagon loads

a domestic cat came to stay

Now the mistress of the cats
She is gone for over a month
She doesn't come back to the house
The cats can't wait but look around

The cats will find a place to stay
Finding a good home to hang around
The domesticated cats hang on
One fine day one cat came to the house

I feed the stray cats
They come to the house
Every morning and evening
The stray cats make house calls

So this domesticated cat came
He was studying the home
I saw him walking in the back lane
I saw him trying to find a way in

Finally he followed the stray cats
They jumped from neighbor's house
Crossed over wall fence to the feeding zone
That cat finally came in

He hardly goes away
He stays around every day
Lazing around at the porch or patio
He dares walk to the garden

Maybe her mistress told him so
He will stay at the border line
Watching me watering the plants
He will just look or lick his furs

Trying to call him names
What his mistres will call him
Finally he responded with “Comel”
He looked up and meowed

So I guess that is his name
Comel hangs around the house
He tends to eat every now and then
He is still underweight

the lust of men

The Muslim men
One woman isn't the final stop
They always think they have the gratifications
To take more than one wife

The Muslim men
They shouldn't think of themselves
They should think of the wives
How will they feel sharing husbands?

Though some men will say
They have wives living under one roof
There is no enmity but goodwill
Sharing the loads of husband and households

But honestly will wives share their husbands?
Will the husbands share their wives?
I doubt every husband and wife will agree
If out of love let go the first wife

I heard from neighbor
A wife left in the late of night
She heard argument
Of her husband infidelity

The states don't help the first wife
The men passed laws to get more wives
The men don't need permission to satisfy their lusts
The first wives will be in the dark

A new government should study it
Don't let Muslim men use it for their own lusts
Think of the feeling of first wives and economic status
No sane woman will want to share her husband!

Sunday, August 20, 2017

the children will leave the nest

All the children will grow up
In the years they will leave the nest
Once they do the world they will meet
One wrong move they may land in diferent zone

The parents are always worried
Learning the children have grown
They know they have to let go
The children are the young adults now

They have to seek their future
They have to make their own lives
Out side the homes they must learn
Everything has a price to pay

The choices they have to make
In the world they will meet many kind of people
In colleges, in universities, in public places
The parents can't say much but only pray

The children will make the right decision
In the society they will meet and integrate
Outside the homes and parental guidance
One wrong move they may land in different zone

there must be change

There must be change
The light is burning
The darkness can't hold
The light will shine

The bad will be shown
As clearly as the day itself
The changes have to come
When the crooks will be gone

The desperate measures
Holding RCI to black mark a person
It had happened decades ago
The Cabinet had said and done

The taxes will come
The need to fill the coffers
Cut down on the civil servants
Let all on contracts should go

Trim down on the Cabinet
Too many wasting monies
The fat will be heavy
The work will be slow

The change must be done
The light will show the way
The people have seen it
They will not stomach quietly

don't run down on race

Don't run down on race
It will never help in the cause of it
It will cause hardship to everyone
When leaders can't think straight

A dominant party leaders
The years in the trade
They will always sink that low
Race and religion below the belt

As if the other races aren't Citizens
They have sweat tears to build this nation
They contribute their time, efforts and wealth
In return they are branded ungrateful?

All the races here are immigrants
They make their home here rain or shine
Don't run down on race
It will cause hardship to everyone

Every race has a role to play
In the progressing the wealth of the nation
It isn't about color of a skin or religion
It is together to shoulder ahead as one nationality

the half truth still fly

The half truth still fly
It wants to make us cry
Say it in a straight face
Let the village folks dance

In the world of addiction
Let them see the rolling crumbs
Up in the air floating downwards
They can't see the truth

The party leaders of half truth
They crafted the lies to make good
Underneath the facade is the deep hole
Once we fall there is no getting up

The rolling calls have been done
The generations to come will pay
They will curse the old generation
Bringing them the curse

Our pockets are full of holes
The party leaders will ignore
They only want for themselves
The luxuries of a short term paradise

And the shame we feel
When the world laugh at us
Do we have balls to make a difference?
We will the opportunity strike!