Sunday, March 26, 2017

it takes a wrong passionate move



In the night of the rocky mountain
The lovers will not see the sharp edges
The deep ravines the soft holding steps
It takes a wrong passionate move
The months of agony and shame
The raging hormones; the lusts to bridge it
When the wake up called is made
Who will get the blame?

The religious bodies of men
They will point the fingers to the women
They will say the women are causing pain
They will never say the sins apply to all
It takes two to tango on the floor
The lustful men the children every year
Who will get the blame?

In the night of the rocky mountain
The wind will blow with seductive echo
The moments of the right time and place
Nothing will stop the bridge to be made
The caution will be thrown to the wind
The raging hormones will sing its loudest voice
Let the bird fly in the echo of the heartbeats

Now who will get the blame?
When point of sale is executed?
The ringing of lusts in the minds
Blame it on the rocky mountain?
Blame it on the easy laid?
Blame it on the passionate moments?
Every excuse but the shame will come
In the moments will sin take flight?


don't fall for satan promises


The lake of fire
Many tend not to remember
They think they don't go there
It is real in the mind

We are born for a reason
To test our faith on a fixed time
Learn it well before it is called home
Where we have to account for our actions

The lake of fire
It is for those who failed
They need to be cleaned and washed
For how many sins they have

Some may take years
The heavy load of sins
But there is always a hope
They will make good in time

The lake of fire
The fear is melting of skin
To the bare bones
The scream with dancing fire

It is best don't go there
Stay on the true way of life
The lake of fire
Don't let Satan make you cry


every mind must be innovative


Malaysia must move
The borderless world will not wait
Every cycle much to be made
Don't let race and religion blockade

A small nation we must push harder
The weak minds will not make the grade
The innovative minds will fly
To every corner to seek fortunes

The old ways must go
The promotion and prevent type of rule
It should be discarded to absorb a new
We can't be living under division and fear

Malaysia must move
The old horses must go
Every mind must be innovative
The world is huge for trade

the affordable homes


The affordable homes
You can't find it in the city
The developers will want huge profits
They blame the land costs too high

The every layer to get a cut
Every one wants to earn a living
As a result the housing woes in the city
The house buyers can't afford to get it
Open up to the foreign buyers
These people will eager to buy
The exchange of monies make it low
The foreign buyers have no issues

The affordable homes
The locals have to wait
Let someone like the case of Sultan of Johore
He makes it possible by his caring ways

For most of the local buyers
The affordable homes will be a long dream
It is the cycle of profit margins
The horizon of light a long while to wait


Saturday, March 25, 2017

let pas dream on its moon


Pas behaves arrogantly
The green moon flying on trees
Its leaders think they are on the moon
Feeling the greatness but self defeat

Pas broke its promises
An Islamic party got sins
The Trojan horse in the circle
Its leaders behave as if to rule

Now Amno baru crafted a dance routine
Pas leaders fell into its hold
The Syariah Law amendment a trap to a fall
Pas fell for the entrapment dreaming of the moon

Pakatan Harpan leaders don't waste time and energy
Pas isn't your cup of tea and hope
Pas isn't the party to bring change
It is the party into the ancient world of dead


gone were the days


Gone were the days
When we were young
We had our freedom
Though pockets were empty

The young minds couldn't see
A stone throw from the house
We could see the empty field
We could pass our times there

But we didn'think so far ahead
What our lives would be
We let time slipped away
We buried ourselves in games

The innocent lives couldn't stay forever
Growing up years and moving to live independently
The struggling to fill up the pockets
The woes of living to stay alive

Now the eyes could see far ahead
The mind could imagine and plan
Some could make it others would fall
The fighting for survival was everyone skill

When the day was done
We could be the same
Decayed and returned to the soil
Rich or poor didn't matter at all

the terror plot

The terror plot
The evil minds will keep pushing
Believing in the paradise magic
The terrorists will forget the fall

Once they feel the fire
Dancing through their minds
It will be too late to U-turn
Death will surely come to claim

Who will benefit it?
Satan will sing his rock and roll
The dancing fire will take the souls
Burning like hell there is no paradise

The police special unit will hunt the bad
Take them to prison let them rot in time
They will see and learn there is no paradise
Where they are going is the lake of fire!

don't sing on the race and religion



A new road a new vision
The nation needs to succeed
The old ways have to dismantle
Bite the bullets make it happens

We need all to come on board
Don't draw race and religion into it
We are Malaysians better stick on the idea
This is the march to forge a new face

In forging ahead treat everyone has a right
To carve a contribution to advance the nation
Don't let the old ways impede progress
Don't sing the divisional card of race and religion!

Malaysia will be 54 years soon
The forging of ties should be grounded well
It is now to look for a new face
A new road a new vision


Friday, March 24, 2017

don't be afraid to walk a new road


Bee Anne can be dethroned
Destroy the fixed deposits
In the rural folks and East Malaysians
Give them hope in their empty pockets

The costs are rising
The taxes become a heavy load
The daily expenses will not go down
The rural folks will have to pay

Tell them dare to change
Don't be afraid to walk a new road
Don't stuck in the old ways
It's time to stand up and be counted

Bee Anne leaders are afraid
The seat of power will be lost
Don't dream of the wagon train
It will be the thing of the past


pkr time to cut the rope




PKR time to cut the rope
You don't have to hang there
Believing Pas will still have you
It's leaders have no values

Don't your remember PKR?
Pas stabbed your leader behind her back
Playing the male dominated role
Saying a woman can't rule

PKR why still dreaming on Pas?
You better let Pas go for good
Pas has played its part to derail plan
Now they are cooperating with Amno baru

PKR don't dream of the past
Time has changed the values turned
Anwar in prison time to step up gear
Get the opposition pact together

Pas has fallen on its own folly
The party will be sunk in the sea
The sea of people will let it know
There is no place of its ancient view

high on drugs


High on drugs
Don't walk or drive
Do yourself a favour
Go some where to sleep out

High on drugs
You will never know
The right or wrong
You are highly floating

To realize the consequences
Running through the time
Once you are stopped by the police
The noose will be laughing at you

High on drugs
You will fall from grace
Better kick the habit
You will have a chance to live

the localized attackers


The localized attackers
Causing knee jerk fear in London
A few died on the spot
The 7 Muslim attackers were apprehended

The atonement of sins
Not in the way to cause pain and sorrow
These Islamic militants should read again
The Holy Book guiding their lives

Here we have the same operations
The locals are used to operate it
The police special unit is kept busy
Hunting the bad elements in our society

These militants think they can go to heaven
They should wake up and realize it
In the lake of fire they will be buried
Don't dream of paradise and virgin brides!


Thursday, March 23, 2017

the stray dogs and stray people


The stray dogs and stray people
Along the road they walk
They have the eyes of hungry look
They don't have a permanent home

The stray dogs will roam
The streets looking for food
Sometimes they wait around food outlets
Hoping some kind souls will throw some crumbs

Sometimes some people will bring food
Feed the dogs on religious view
A good deed in return for a good karma
There is always a catch with it

The stray people are different
They will rob or steal
To feed their hunger of food or addiction
They don't usually beg for alms

They are many reasons
To pay for their past sins
To feel the pain and sorrow
To born at the wrong place and time


we can't play don't know


We should stay alert
Every time we walk or drive
We never know about the crooks
We never know about the Muslim militants
We never know about the drug addicts

We have enough problems in our hands
We don't forget the Muslim militants
They will keep on pushing and recruiting
Chaos is the way they lived in
Death to them is a bliss!

The police need our assistance
In the daily routines of our lives
WE need to note on the wayward characters
They maybe the agents of destruction
We can't afford it to happen in our nation

The crooks and drug addicts
The police can handle it well
It is the Islamic militants
The lone wolf operates in a crowd
The police need our eyes and ears

We can't allow the bad to thrive
They must be caught and jailed
Let them shout slogans in chains
Until God takes them away
This is the little mercy they get


nobody wants to be gay


The condemnation of gays
Nobody has the absolute right
It is the willed of God
His creations so what can we say?

We think gays are demons
They have no place in our society
They shouldn't be born or live
Do we have the rights to say?

We have no absolute right to say
We have our sins carrying the burden
We forget to show compassion and caring
We think we are straight!

In the scriptures we learn and read
God shows compassion and kindness
God forgives our sins when we ask for it
God never turns our prayers away

Likewise we must show compassion
For people who aren't straight in their lives
It is our test of our faith
Many have failed in their tasks

Nobody wants to be gay
There are those who are born and lived in it
They have every right to salvation
They are humans like everyone of us

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

a chinese drug addict



A Chinese drug addict
He climbed over the fence
Entered the garden compound
As silence as the mouse

He stole 4 lighting lamps
He forcefully took it out
By using a rattan chair for height
He made the noise I finally realize

Initially I thought it was a bird
Knocking against the glass panel
I went out to check and see
I saw the lights in patio gone

The drug addict was hiding
Behind the potted plants
When I saw him he quickly made his way
Stood at the fence for a while

He jumped over took his loot
He rode on his bicycle and gone
I could easily catch him
I knew how it was to be addicted

I knew about drug addiction
And the suffering one had to go through
So I hesitated to cause more pain
The thief was around 6 feet away from me

And the lightings didn't cause me much
It had served its usefulness for the patio
The thief could have it but hope he realize
I left him escape without physical injuries

the wayward ones


Pas will be gone
The party dreaming of hudud law
Though it is its rights
But its leaders should understand the Constitution

This nation is Secular
She doesn't need the ancient law
Time has changed so is the thinking
Pas should adopt the Penal Code

Now Amno baru wants to hijack it
It will spell the end of Bee Anne
The component party presidents should leave
Now don't blame DAP again

This nation has many religions
The different type of worshippers
Don't let religions in politics
Dig a hole and everyone suffers for it


the bitch on heat


The bitch on heat
The male dogs hanging around
Waiting for the turn
Smelling the traces along the street

The bitch sits in front of the gate
Taking her time to groom her fur
As she watches her admirers waiting by
She makes some noises the house owners walk to see

The bitch on heat
The male dogs reluctant to leave
Each wants to score in the morning sun
The bitch isn't giving in

The house-owner throws a cup of water
The bitch and male dogs run away
At a short distance to look back
You aren't a sporting chap!”

afraid of the truth


The political debate
It will be a no go
The police will put a stop
Nothing will happen

One party will keep saying
It has to go on with the debate
Maybe get an alternative venue
Wait for him when he is free

The truth is the truth
There is a hidden hand to put a stop
It doesn't want the truth to be known
To the village folks going to listen

The woes of the nation
Nobody can ignore it
She wants to get it through
She wants to be free!

But the political debate
The police will put a stop
We may know the reason
Afraid of the truth


satan is laughing


Satan is laughing
The way one race is doing
The economics wheel they forget
In their minds nothing but sex and lust

They learned the power of fear
They cultivate to their benefits
They blame the ills on the women
They forget they are the ones

Satan is laughing
Collecting souls in many
He never feels so good until now
The sinful men playing the blame card

They will be the cause
The country's wheels come to a stop
They don't see their sins but keep blaming
Bee Anne will fall allowing it to go on


Tuesday, March 21, 2017

i get 1mdb on my back



I get 1MDB on my back
I never wish it to happen
But somebody in government
Dreams of the easy goals

The changes of the players
The defenders moving to the wings
Leaving the defence in porous loop
The strikers have free kicks to goals

I get 1MDB on my back
The heavy load pulling me down
The massive debts of $55 billion
The generations have to pay

I get 1MDB on my back
The billions escaped from the books
The crooks aren't caught
The agencies take a long good night

I get 1MDB on my back
One minister asked us to take a rest
He should open up the books
The bookworms are everywhere

the homeless people


The homeless people
They try to live at the best
The lodging they can find
Rest the tiring bodies

On the 5 foot ways
Under the flyover or the bridge
As long as they don't cause annoyance
They will stay at peace

Why the homeless people?
It is the test of faith
It is no use saying without action
In our comfort zones we may tend to forget

The homeless people
Afraid to move forward
They let circumstances caged them
In the cycle of losing faith



where great men always fail


They think of the wagon train
The wealth reason they will say
Once they smell the aroma of the green
The minds will lose its sensibility
It is where great men always failed
The last hurdle they can't jump over

Money is king
Somehow in this world we lived in
Nobody can deny it
The fallens will cry in the end
The lake of fire stamping its mark

It is where great men always failed
Once the money of all evils creeps in
The right and wrong will dim in the minds
The light will be in the background
The dark will take the souls

We haven't learned in our lives
We still think it will not happen to us
The history of the bad memories
We say it will not happen to us!

the political debate


The political debate
It isn't for the weak leaders
It is here it will be shown
The grounded qualities in a person

It isn't to score brownie points
It is to show the capability of leader
The reasoning and probing questions
How he will take the bull by its horns

Dare to say dare to debate
There shouldn't be hate speeches
March with quality of words
It makes the leaders shine or worst

Once there was a leader
He didn't show up on stage
He gave his chicken answer
The lies always in his tongue

The political debate
It is good way to judge a person
Our votes must go to the right candidates
We can't be giving to the whimpy kids

we can't let 1mdb go



We can't let 1MDB go
The massive debts on our laps
It is too high a burden to bear
The crooks must be held and charged

Without the foreigners highlighting it
We would be in the dark for a long time
Now we wanted answers and accountability
We don't get it from the government

Everything is covered under OSA
The hiding of the massive scale of scandal
It will not go away as we like
We want the crooks charged and jailed

It is no used issuing statement
It will smell of a cover up
The most corrupted person in the country
He has to face the music and in jail




Monday, March 20, 2017

the hill i walk alone


On the hill I walk alone
In the night of stars and wind
The dancing light smile to me
The thousand pieces go to waste

The shadows I see
In my mind I count along
On the foothill I climb
The thousand cries and I hear

The mating season by the fire
The insects will dance to the night
Nothing will stop it from happening
I hear the wind roaring and branches wave

On the hill I walk alone
The shadows will follow me
The tall and short and of it
In the night I know

The thousand cries I hear
I can't do a thing but walk on
The wind keep roaring with its melody
The insects dance in the world of their own

where integrity is lost

The words flow
Into the minds of all
From a person who can't admit
The sins in the closet

The dangling of carrots
Coated with honey and sugar
It makes it sweet to taste
Of bitterness nobody will complain

In the silence of quietness
Many will shout in silent protests
The words flow into the air
The integrity isn't there

The party partners get bullied
In one word consensus is missing
In stealth of the night
The table of contents change

Now the party partners should quit
Show the displeasure of the back door
Make it quick to save their honour
Before they are totally ruined

The words flow
It sounds too hollow
Where integrity is lost
Satan brands the door

the cats are thieves


The cats are thieves
They raid the homes make it dirty
They leave behind trade marks
They don't care about the smell

The gardens in the homes
The sand on the side road
The cats will do its business
They cover it up in sand and pebbles

The unaware walkers
The unaware drivers
Once they step on it
The curses will be said

But do the enforcement officials care?
They will hear nothing; they don't see
The cats raid gardens
They make it smell dirty

The cats are the thieves
They will jump in quietly
They will leave their marks
The houseowners can only curse


the darkness


The head is rotten
The tail and body will flow
Into the dark world it lives
It will be a painful memory

The wind will bring the news
Of the darkness walk on Earth
The dark shadows never fail to laugh
The bad people will sink into hell

They all know so well
When the head is rotten
Everything will turn out bad
There will be no sunshine

The ardent supporters
They too will fall into the trap
Looking into the hollow darkness
They think it is the dark gold!

Satan will smile
The lake of fire will light
He can smoke his pipe
He can sing his songs

The head is rotten
The tail and body will flow
Satan will smile
The lake of fire will light

Sunday, March 19, 2017

stand together kick out the crooks



Don't get distracted
This is the game of politics
The ruling elites will say
All kinds of everything

We should stand united
To kick out the crooks
We shouldn't allow them to stay
They will give us more headaches

We should band together
Sing our unity songs
Don't let the corruptors get away
Don't let the cheats hide

We should walk hand in hand
Show our diversity and respect
As a race, on religions and cultures
We shouldn't run the supremacy card

Now the publicity
The ruling elites feel the heat
The rocking chair never stops
They are afraid going to the election