smile my friend

Smile my friend

Keep it in memory

In a foreign land

The day in your life

Enjoy the scenery

Feel the different degrees

The sound of different echo

It makes a soul feeling good

A picture will tell

Share it with friends

Some may not go

They only read and watch

So, smile my friend

The memory will return

When the pages are turned

Smile makes everything good

the addicts will cry in the prison of paradise

The street fighters will march

They have the mandate to carry out the tasks

They know the burden they have to shoulder

They can’t fail they have jumped over the barrier

Along the remnants of the losers

There will be the pockets of resistance

The opponents have lost the wagon train

They are hungry they will try to knock out bins

The addicts of the losers

They will feel the burden of cold turkey

They can’t think straight in their struggles

They are falling deep into depression

Everything they see are wrong

The wings of change they can’t accept

They only think their kind will work

The sins of their corrupted souls

The street fighters

They hold the Harapan flag on the go

They can’t fail in their fights to free the nation

The addicts will cry in the prison of paradise

the wings of change

The wings of change

It isn’t going away

The opponents try to derail it

Arguing on the difficult pregnancy

The tainted leaders will try

They are afraid to face jail time

The charges piling up on them

They still can spin their lies

The supporters of addiction

They don’t see the wrong done

They only see the monies

Burying them to the dead end

The wings of change

It isn’t grounded but a break

Check the bearing and take off again

Soar to the minds people will break free

The street fighters mustn’t forget

The fighting hasn’t been completed

Do not let the power soiled the minds

The wings of change they have to take flight

the new sign to begin

The pork belly angel all dressed up to go

He feels his turn firing up in his mind

He can taste the power in his hands

The giving and receiving in his name

For this nation

He will get his surprise

He has to give to trim his size

The financial woes affecting the country

He may smell the aroma of food

It will make him hungry than before

Yet he has to sacrifice his pork belly

For the good of the nation

Maybe he will bring his magic

The nose of finding food and wealth

If he wants to keep his pork belly

He better gives the nation the bounties

The porky angel looks in the mirror

He has almost done on his way

His carriage is almost getting ready

At midnight tomorrow, he will glide down

The start of his reign

The nation will look forward

To the abundant wealth and entertainment

And the freedom to dance on the streets

The lion dancers prance around

Drumming up the good fortunes

Keong Hee Huat Chai, Gong Xi FA Cai

Kong Hee Fatt Choy and the lion heads smile

she buries her head in the sun

She promotes her man in her life

Believing he can be a better man

She even convinced her parents

Though her father doesn’t quite agree

He doesn’t believe the groom

A different race which he knows well

But his daughter convinces him of her man

The parents finally relented to her marriage

Years down the road

The man is lazy, drinker and smoker

He doesn’t want to work

Everything seems beneath him

He thinks he comes from a rich family

He will tell his friends of what he has achieved

The truth is he is riding on his wife

Her father is rich with his business interests

He doesn’t pull up his socks

He drinks and comes home drunk

Yet his wife just tolerates him

She doesn’t want to admit her mistake

He acts as if he owns the big bungalow house

With expensive cars park in the porch

With guard and maid in the home

He commands to serve him as the lord

Now she lives with her unhappy life

With her man she doesn’t want to swallow her pride

Admit her mistake and let him go for good

She borrows her head in the sand closes out any advice

Her sister gives her a mouthful

Yet his wife refuses to admit her mistake

She still swallows her pride and pretends

A woman buries her head in the sand

PH leaders think of tomorrow

Don’t worry about Najib

Let him play his game of toys

Taking selfies with his addicted supporters

Those who don’t see his wrong

Najib has a seat in Bamboo River

It has been reserved for him and his ilk

The day in court will be approaching

He can’t get away from his SRC charges

PH leaders should think ahead

Let Macc handle the corruption cases

They have better think of ways to hike up the economy

Better think of ways to sustain the nation

The environment issues mustn’t be forgotten

It will ravage the country if we forget

It is happening around the world

PH leaders stop playing to the corporate leaders

Najib is history

He doesn’t want to believe it

He thinks he is the prime minister

But he will face his crime of sins

He knows Bamboo River is calling

Every time the wind is whirring

Once he wears the orange suit

Every picture will put him down for good

Now PH leaders think of tomorrow

There are many works to be done

You have 4 years to get it work together

Fulfill the pledges and get it going

PH leaders don't delay

The manifesto, the manifesto

Every voter wants to see it happen

The voters can’t stand the delay

Action is the way forward

The crafted way to lead

The promises for tomorrow

The voters buy the presentations

They aren’t going to forget

Though PH leaders explain

The financial situation can’t allow it

They have inherited a nation nearly bankrupt

The courtesy of the previous administration

The opposition runs with the voters

Though they forget they are the ones

Causing the bad flow for the people and nation

Now they pretend they have nothing to do with it

PH leaders have the time

They better start to put in the efforts

Start off with the draconian laws

It doesn’t cause much monies to make it happen

Get the big bad crooks in orange suits

Let them face the music and spend time in Bamboo River

Enough time has been given and acknowledged

There must be results nothing else matters

PH leaders don’t forget the manifesto

It is the way the nation needs to heal

It is the way the people want it to happen

Don’t drag your feet go for the action

depression is in the mind

Depression is in the mind

Once you fall into it

You will pretend you are alright

Outsiders will make a different light

Depression once it holds

You are in the yellow light

You want to go but you are afraid

Thinking the red light will come right in

You are held ransom in your mind

You will so many red lights telling you to fly

But you know you can’t take to the sky

You will struggle to get a better perspective of your life

What will you do?

Hide in the closet?

Pretend nothing has happened?

Seek medical advice?

It is better to pray to God

Share with Him just say your prayers

You can walk in the park join the crowd

Be happy, stay in good spirit, have fun

There are many goodies in a life

Do not let the bad elements derail your enjoyment

Seek out the positive values all the times

Join the happy crowd sing your heart out

Depression is in the mind

Unlock it free out the bad elements

Clear up the mind to stay free

Let the light shine right in

the chronic kidneys disease

The chronic kidneys disease

It affects us how we live our life styles

How we will suffer if we forget to live well

We can’t blame God but ourselves

Many young people will suffer

Cultivating the bad habits everyday

The bad choices of food and drinks

Too much sugars and salt intake

When the dreaded disease strikes

The outpouring of grieve and sadness

There is a price to be paid in our living

The wrong choices we choose to indulge in

Till today the chronic kidneys disease

It has affected many people

It hasn’t gone down in numbers

The sufferers will stare at death at the doors

The dialysis machines will assist

It will be a costly affair for those we can’t afford

Though NGOs will try to help to ease the burden

But why let it happen? Change our life styles

God doesn’t let it go unaided

There is the natural method to ease the burden

Take 1 teaspoon of baking soda everyday

Do the wet fasting to assist the chronic kidneys to heal

Stop consuming fried food, no seafood or meat

Consume a lot of greens and fruits

Go for cabbage, cauliflower, radish, bell peppers

Go for garlic, onions, olive oil, egg white

Go for pineapple, blueberries, red grapes, cranberries

Consume steam or grill sea bass, skinless chicken wings

Baked macadamia nuts, shiitake much rooms, lemon water

Help the kidneys to heal eventually a person will live through

Wet fasting will not deprive the body of its nutrients

Drink Pearl barley water with ginger, cinnamon stick

Boil together in a pot with 5 cups of distilled water

For taste before drinking add honey

It will help to cure your kidneys ailments

The natural method will bring its benefits

It will take you away from the dialysis machines

Eventually you will be free from kidneys disease

Face it, fight for your life, it isn’t the end yet

brothers and sisters

Brothers and sisters

The years pass quickly

The hardship we face

We struggle to fit in

Some quit schooling

Some can’t complete it

The issue of poverty

The issue of money too

The footprints of our lives

It may be singing by the wind

Whistling by the leaves of our times

The years pass us by

Our mother handles the odd jobs

Bending her back to bring some food and money

She brings up her brood knowing what poverty is

The years scatter us in different directions

The bond will stay

Even with the years go away

Brothers and sisters

Time the age pulls in

8 of us

2 had gone

Now age in numbers

2 in chronic diseases

Brothers and sisters

We have our struggles

We have our new way

Now age in number we will fade away

There is nothing to regret

There is nothing to cry

We have travelled to our high

Though we may not be recognized

Brothers and sisters

Age in number we will fade away

Let the next generation make the cut

But remember the root how the last generation struggle

winning isn't over

The battles will continue

PH takes back its stock to renew

The setback in Cameron Highlands

The addicts still can’t see the light

The harping on religion and race

Bashing up PH in the negatives

Amno baru and Pas will try

To stay relevant in their pursuit of power

On the ground PH has to reach quickly

The rural folks living in day to day

They can easily influence by monies

This is how royalty stand in the shadow

PH still charting its course

The years are still far ahead to get it right

Though the critics will begin to shout

Let the new kid take his shape into the light

Bee Anne is finished

Amno baru will collapse

Pas will hide in Kelantan

The addicts will hang out to dry

PH will have accomplished it

When the next election is called

Today some critics will shout

Painting a negative narrative

Come on it isn’t even 1 year old

They expect the child to walk and run!

PH will take stock of the situations

The street fighters aren’t easy to fall

don't wait too long

Don’t wait too long

Don’t let the crooks stay to roam

They will spin their tales

The political addicts will never say they did

The nation wants back her face

The nation wants back her honour

Get the crooks to wear the orange suits

Let them walk in parade to the courts

Don’t wait too long

The crooks will spin their tales

“See the authority is afraid

Dragging feet let us stay free”

The rule of law

It has to be done quickly

When the charges are filed

Don’t wait too long

There are political addicts

They can’t see the corruption and greed

They want the cash in their pockets

They will keep denying through their teeth

Don’t wait too long

The crooks will have time to spin tales

The political addicts will deny through their teeth

They want cash in their pockets

a jug of beer

A jug of beer

The tiring souls will drink

A hard day job finished

Time to relax and be free

The background music

Carving out a dreaming land

As the bar hostess catching eyes

A jug of beer

The bottom up

Down the hatch

The tipsy mind disoriented

A new stress is in

But the bar hostess will pour in

A jug of beer; a sale in her name

The tiring souls will bottom up

In a Friday night of dreams

On the way home

In a tipsy mind to see

The police officers will catch

Once the traffic rules are broken

the street fighters

The street fighters mustn’t forget

How they plan to get to the top

How they sacrifice their time and energy

Some have to spend time in jail

Now they are on the top stairs

They can feel the power in their hands

They mustn’t forget how they get there

Else the people will throw them out

The street fighters better go the ground

Cameron Highlands lost shown some setbacks

The street fighters forgot to mingle around

They stayed distracted dreaming of their new-found fame

The street fighters better remember the old times

These are the footprints painting you to the top

Do not let power corrupt your inner soul

It will be a waste to forget the struggles

The street fighters

Saddle up and ride ahead

You have many things to do

The right way in your fight

me and the white bear

Me and the white bear

Standing near the window

The tree of Christmas

It seems like long ago

But it is the memory

Like this always brings a smile

On a day when we turn the pages

Of our lives searching for a laugh or smile

Me and the white bear

The snow falls of lights

Hear the white bear

The presents outside

Me and the white bear

We are a pair in photograph

Tomorrow will be another sequence

Of spending the time

the light of memories

The light is going down

Reluctantly kicking up a cloudy darkness

Burning the light on the tip of the branches

Telling them “I am not yet done!”

The night of shadows will appear

On the white snow carpet on the ground

There will be footprints to be seen

Gliding evenly to score the prints

As the light slowly disappears

Out of the cloudy white clouds

The long shadows light the snow

Reaching out to have a dance

Where is the music?

The cold wind whirring sound

It rustles up the leaves

Waving and falling to the ground

But here is a friend Zurah

Smiling standing on the carpet snow

The footprints she will make in time

Weaving by the wind as Allah great creation

The light is going down

The long shadows seek out the light

The footprints on the carpet snow

The memories in Budapest

where are the moderate muslims?

Where are the moderate Muslims?

They are hiding, cover in the cupboards

They don't want to be seen or heard

They are afraid to be condemned as heretics

Where are the moderate Muslims?

The village folks are more in tune

As far as I can remember in my days

Living in the village the Malays were helpful

I remembered a Malay guy cut my hair for free

In between he told me to stay away from gangs

He said it never brought freedom but in jail

Like him he went to prison in and out just to look bad

Where are the moderate Muslims?

Maybe there is none to shout about

They let the extremist groups to rear their ugly heads

They will only decide in the ballot boxes

PH leaders must pull their act together

They are the street fighters before

Now it is the time to put in place

The law to thumb down the extremists

But on the ground where are they?

The groups of moderate Muslims?

It is the education needs to overhauled

Change the mindsets; treat everyone as equal

the short freedom in his hands

Najib wants to play

The game of his days

Let him go and see

Where the wind will take him

The short freedom in his hands

He hasn't told his audience

The supporters willing to forget

The corruption and abuses of power

It runs into billions

He hasn't show his guilt

He hasn't shown his regrets

Najib still wants to play

The game of throne

He can't sleep well even if he tries

The power has left his building

He has nothing but his memories

Najib doesn't want to say

He keeps hearing the tune in the air

The song of Bamboo River

Drumming in his cells