we have to change it quick

The empire is in shambles

The generals can't seem to agree

On the battle field they ride in

They don't see a soul

They turn around

“Is this a joke?

Where are our enemies?”

The king says “Don't you see?”

The generals scout with their eyes

In their minds they don't see a thing

“My king there is just an open field

We don't need to fight at all”

“You are fools

All of you

They are coming

And you don't see?”

“Open your eyes

Listen with your ears

Don't you hear the battle cry?

They are asking for our heads!”

“But my king...”

The arrows hit the generals

They fall off from their horses

And the ground they don't see a soul”

“Is this a joke?”

The blood flow to the ground

The red colour paint wide

“I told you, guys”

when the truth hit home

The empire is in shambles

The generals can't seem to agree

On the battle field they ride in

They don't see a soul

They turn around

“Is this a joke?

Where are our enemies?”

The king says “Don't you see?”

The generals scout with their eyes

In their minds they don't see a thing

“My king there is just an open field

We don't need to fight at all”

“You are fools

All of you

They are coming

And you don't see?”

“Open your eyes

Listen with your ears

Don't you hear the battle cry?

They are asking for our heads!”

“But my king...”

The arrows hit the generals

They fall off from their horses

And the ground they don't see a soul”

“Is this a joke?”

The blood flow to the ground

The red colour paint wide

“I told you, guys”

the human traffickers

The human traffickers

Who will get the blame?

It has been here for years

It's just the authorities give low priority

We have reports of missing persons

Maybe everyday we hear somebody is missing

The police report lodged but action seriously?

It never moves as fast as catching the opposition

The Perlis folks say

The jungle routes have been used

For decades to smuggle goods and trafficking

Why no enforcement is done?

Maybe the police give a low priority

Maybe they have the intelligence report

Only the situation doesn't warrant immediate action

Maybe there is something else..

Now with the refugees issue

In the jungle of Perlis

The police now get into gear

But mass graves had been found

forget about brim

Brim isn't helping the poor

It is just a political move to boost a rating

How long the money will last?

Maybe a day or two helping the disadvantaged?

The tax money should be spent wisely

Giving Brim is encouraging laziness

It makes the recipients want it every year

Like a drug just shock for a day or two

The old advice of ancient times

“Teach a man how to fish

It lasts him for a life's time”

Which is the way to go

The Brim payout costing over $4 billion

It is better to build homes for these people

Every year a few thousands will have homes

In this way it will help the poor

But Brim isn't for the poor

Those who are below the band wave

They will get the payout....

It isn't actually helping the disadvantaged

the child brides

The child brides on the rise

They don't have the knowledge

The parents want them settle down

Push away the responsibility

Let the husbands take care of them

The time in the mind

As the years flowing in

The changes will be on the child brides

Will they carry it through?

Will they stay on pretending everything is fine?

Even adults have filed divorce

Knowing the incompatibility

The marriage will not last

In the end it lands in marital loss

The parties will go separate way

The child brides make no difference

When the young women grow up in years

They may not like what they see

They may think it stifles their lives

The way out is asking for divorce

But the child brides will rise

It is the way to ride over the law

Marry them in legal processes

What sin is there to comment?

In religion and in law?

the cookies jar

The cookies jar

The baked biscuits quickly disappeared

Nobody wants to own it up

The kitchen brigade playing dumb

“You don't know what happen?

Everyone talks about the cookies jar”

The chef looks at the auditors

“I make the cookies and what are you talking about?”

“Well...the record says

There are 5 full jars of cookies

We can't find it in your store”

“So what are you saying?”

The heat in the kitchen

The kitchen brigade stares the auditors

The chopping and beating sound

“Maybe we try to search it again”

The chef shout at them

As they walk out of the kitchen door

“You can come taste my cookies

I am sure you will like it”

patience get the result

Patience get the result

Slow and steady win the race

It is a life time wisdom

Yet many fail to realize it

Look at 1MDB

In a hurry to get involved

Tearing down the hill

What it get in the end?

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Look at the impatient drivers

Driving fast like a devil on the road

Burning tyres the emergency brake

The cars turn turtle hitting the dividers

Look at people in a hurry

Hopping from taxi to taxi

By the time they emerge

Begs forget losing opportunities

Look at the handphone walkers

Walking and talking without seeing

The danger zones they don't see

Once they fall who are to blame?

On the traffic lights

Take your time don't get impatience

Don't rush in before the colour changes

Stay it cool know the rules

Impatience will kill all of us

We will not get things on time

We will prone to make mistakes

In living we can't afford to make many

the knots are tied

The knots are tied

The culprits can't escape

They know the score

With their eyes

Though they speak

Still on the offensive

They don't believe they are wrong

They think they are the untouchables

They have their cobwebs

All arranged in a neat package

With race and religion

Sometimes throwing in the bonus

That was the past deeds

The current situation they forget

The knots are tied

They can't escape

They can't call the ghostbusters

For the evil they did

They will be taken away

By the evil whom they played

let me be your nightmare

Alantuya sings her song

She has only one hit chart

“Let me be your nightmare”

The DJ spins in the airwaves

The web of claws

Catching the culprits

Slowly her song will sink in

The bad hats will pay

“Though I am dead and gone

Into pieces I was bombed

Into the woods where I perished

I tell you God will make you pay”

The primary players try to hide

The truth from the public ears

By spinning tales of “I don't know”

The law will let them go

“You can walk free

Today or tomorrow you will say

There is nothing to discriminate me

I keep my tracks I wash off the evidence

So you will think today

No evidence to say

But I tell you

“Crimes don't pay”

Now the players getting the heat

The heat waves hitting them in the heads

They don't know what to say

The ground is broken the holes of pulling hands

the farmers in perak

The farmers in Perak

They are slowly squeezed out

Leaving them in crying shame

For the land they toiled through generations

It is hard to attract young people

Do the agricultural farming

The young will flock to the city

They don't want to sweat under the sun

Though the farmers understood

They farmed on state land

At any time it could be taken away

The leaders forget about the food import bills

It runs into billions a year

When we should be planting our produce

Leaving them with nothing

But Bee Anne in Perak

The tide has to change

In the land of abundant resources

We can't let a few to make it worst

We should boldly change for our own good

staying out of debt

Maybe we have heard

Many times over our lives

Spending more than we earned

Living on borrowed funds

The crash will happen

When we have no jobs or income

We are forced to look at it squarely

What to pay out of a job?

It is better to know

Don't buy what you don't need

Don't buy just for buying experience

You will draw into debt

Credit card or cash?

Know your limits in purchasing

Don't jump over the dog

Thinking you have excess funds

You want something?

Start to save every month

It may take a while

But it is worth your time

Don't forget to stick on your budget

You know the income and expenditures

Don't throw it out prematurely

It will bring you into financial distress

the humans trafficking

The humans trafficking

It has been in the country for years

The police shouldn't wait for reports

They should have stayed pro-active

Now the police try to evade the issue

The camp of death in the forest

They know what is happening

In other countries near at home

It is always our reactionary elements

We don't see how is going to happen

When the issue is in our hands for years

People get missing every day

The refugees death in the forest

It is a sad reflection for our nation

Now the police want to move

On the lost souls on our land

it's time to ban public smoking

Don't they know?

Cigarettes smoking is bad

Anything related too is worst

Why want to make hue and cry?

It is time to ban public smoking

The secondary smoke can choke

The years of fall out eventually

Who will pay the medical bills?

The business people should wake up

You don't make profit on smoking alone

Learn to accept the healthy living

When there is no people you get nothing

Unless these minded business people

Together with the cigarettes companies

Pay for the medical bills relating to cigarettes smoking

The active and passive smokers who will suffer

There will no taker

They will say something else

So it is better to ban smoking

Go for healthy living way

the loan sharks again

The loan sharks

They are still in business

The hardship for the borrowers

Easy borrowing hard to repay

The police had put away

The pimping kings behind bar

Now the police have to do

Catch the bankers in loan sharking

The everyday people

Don't be so naive to borrow

In the illegal money business

The hardship is hard to swallow

The police can't play ignorant

The loan sharks advertise in public

The police just have to make phone calls

Do the arrangement get the culprits

you aren't wanted anymore

When the time has come

There is no use crying about

Look into the mirror

And tell yourself honestly

When the ship set sail

Leaving the harbour to the sea

When you are late arriving

The Captain can't help you

You can hit many ripples

Running in wider circle

When the tide has come

You aren't there who is to blame?

You stand alone

Feeling the hitting waves

Knowing the time has come

You aren't wanted anymore

in the graves of the lost souls

In the quiet forest

The darkness crawled into it

The buzzing of insects

The soft wind came

In the night sky

The stars shining bright

Leaving dark shadows

Amongst the trees in the woods

In the silence of the night

The howling cries of humans in distress

The mad and rogue human traffickers

They butchered the innocents

Nobody could escape

They were housed in cages

The inhuman ways to live

But death took them away

The graves of the lost souls

They thought they could stay anew

In the land they were promised

In the shallow graves they went

Now the men in blue

They combed the forest

They searched for more

It was just the same old story

when reality bites the lies

There is no escape

When the wrong has been found

No words will make the play

Once it is out

Only the truth will make the day

There is no need to dig many holes

There is no need to have barking black dogs

It is just chasing dreams

When reality bites the lies

Using laws to protect

The court will hear the cases

Everyone will want to know

What are the bags full of

You can't run away

Once you enter the stage

You better be prepared

When reality bites the lies

You may think you have the puppet strings

Pulling it every way you want it to behave

Along the strings the frayed lines wanting to be free

It is just a better of time it will snap away

The many holes on the ground

The puppets will not dance into tune

It is then you will realize

When reality bites the lies

death in the forest

Woke up in the morning

The sun slowly woke up from the sleep

The sunny rays didn't shine it through

It was covered by the cloudy sky

The newspaper man came

Stopped his motorbike threw the newspaper

It flew over the gate landed on the porch

With a headline “Death in the forest”

Once a minister claimed

There was no death camp in our soil

The crying days came hit the land bad

In the forest hundred of deaths

Now the reactionary moves

Finger pointing putting the blame

The death of refugees in our soil

No wonder the sun was feeling bad

Woke up in the morning

The newspaper man came

Stopped his motorbike threw the newspaper

With a headline “Death in the forest”

you choose your life

You choose your life

What you want to be

You can't put blame

When you fail miserably

When you mix with the wrong

You don't expect to stay good

Everyday you hang around

In time you will get influenced

When you live with the bad

You see what it is

It sounds crazy but money is good

You may get influenced

When hard labour you can't cut it

You will think of an easy way

You forget there is always a fall

Once it is done there is no escape

You choose your life

How it has to be

On the wrong road

The prison waits

look ahead with dignity

Mas mass retrenchment exercise

Involving over 6000-8000 employees

Just so the Mas can lift off to the sky

With a new head to guide it through

Someone had said a day or two ago

We went all the way to help in disasters

Contributing monies, food and clothing

For the disaster victims to get on their feet

Now we have our own

The Mas mass retrenchment exercise

Making it a difficult walk to get back to normalcy

It is time we have to think of our own

Losing job is a normal process

We may cry and get emotional about it

Thinking will there be another job

With age growing old everyday

Look ahead with dignity

Get over it as quickly as it allowed

Procrastination will make it bad

Take a break; recharge batteries and study options

the refugees

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The refugees

Why run away?

From your home to the seas

Knowing not what the future will be?

Lives lost at seas

Lives murdered on the land

Why don't you stay back home?

Prepared to live hope for the change

Running away will not change

The outlook of your life in other places

You will see the same issues running in

Why want to run away?

You think the grass is green

Coming in though you don't know

What the future will be?

Why you want to run away?

It is better to stay and fight

If there is a wrong in the land

There is nothing impossible

When everyone stays united

he can't let go

He can't let go

The strings of power in his head

He has seen it how it works

He uses it to make it his own

He can't let go

Even he knows

The lies he has said

Many adjectives came to play

The Old Man told him so

He could go to jail

But he doesn't care

He can't let go

The strings of power in his head

He has seen it how it works

He uses it to make it his own

He can't let go

He thinks the people support him

He likes it on the stage

But ask him to debate

He will run away

So he can't let go

The power in his head

He has seen it how it works

He uses it to make it his own

death in the forest

copy malaysiainsider- a forest in perlis

The refugees died

In the camps North of a small state

The torturing and killing in the forest

By the human traffickers

Once a minister said

There was no such camps on our land

Though it was reported there could be

Now it was exposed 139 dead bodies!

The sad affairs

Of how lives lost for nothing

Promised by the rogue agents

On the land of possibilities

The lost souls

They will haunt in the forest

The spirits will not rest in peace

The horrible deaths in our midst