the next one in the ring

borrowed www.flickr.com

When you have the advantage
Don’t quit the advances on a battle field
The price is the annihilation of the enemy
Burying it right on the ground

When you give spaces
The art of winning will be lost
When the window opportunity exists
The enemy will strike back

Lessons we can learn
The wars in Vietnam, Iraq and Afghanistan
The enemies fight back
When the window of opportunity arrives

Likewise in politics
Go for the full distance
No half measures one will surely lose
When the enemy has lost direction
Retreating to regroup and fight
Don’t give them the chances
You don’t have another try

Knock them off
When the organization is in disarray
Taking the power unannounced
This will make them cry
They have lost the crown!

On March 8 the people gave a punch
The next one will be in the ring
The champion doesn’t know what hitting him
He falls; legs wobbly; hands holding on the ropes
He only listens to the applause
And the referee stops the fight
On the technical knockout
So the champion doesn’t suffer
Shame and bruises on his soul

we pay for our greed

borrowed www.flickr.com(maxchu-port dickson)

These people want to make quick money
Identify an easy piece of land
Say for tourist related projects
Count the number of tourists’ arrival
And the dollar sign they intend to spend

About residents fear
About Mat Rempit roaming free
About the beach boys style of living
The government leaders should survey first
Before committing millions on the project

When the environment is clean
When the atmosphere is warm and friendly
When the beach is sandy white touching the sea
Not only foreign tourists will come
Locals too will make a holiday too

PD too many hotels and chalets
Too many concrete buildings unsightly flow
Like the Thai cowboy towns………….
The red light and beers

The BN government knows
It is time to make a quick show
The gravy train is going to dry up
The leaders and cronies are trying ways
Digging up the gravy before it dries out to the sea

The authority should create a cozy ambience
On PD and the beach facing the sea
It is no use building hotels and concrete buildings
Malaysian beaches the eye sore for people to see

Natural trees and shades
We don’t find them any more
Greed and wealth destroy nature
We will pay for our greed

the home coming of the prince

borrowed www.flickr.com

Anwar is officially free
The road of darkness he traveled
Now it is finally over

In Kampong Baru
He made his stand
Wowing the crowd
Many thousands came
Defying police order
They didn’t care at all

This is the man
The top job waiting for him
He was denied it
Through schemes of deceit and lies
Now he has his chance
To stake his claim

UMNO/BN
Eyes teary knowing not what to do
Its leaders still speak arrogantly
Never learn a lesson on March 8
The people had spoken
UMNO/BN better change

The road to clean up the corruption
And biased benefits and rewards
It is now a walking distance
The people smell it in the air
Kampong Baru set the stage
The coming home of the Prince
The pride of the people
The applause of the supporters
The Prince has finally returned

UMNO/BN huddle in silence
The road for them becomes blurry
What hit these leaders they don’t understand?
Now some leaders of UMNO/BN blog
At one time they branded bloggers goblok

Now Anwar must make the change
The frogs will help him achieve his aim
The people know it
It is better this way

the sins of the fathers

The St Nicholas church in the Malá Strana ("Little Quarter")

district (featured heavily in the film Amadeus as a stand-in for 18th century Vienna) i

borrowed www.flickr.com

The sins of the fathers
The children pay
In life through history
It’s hard to get away

Every move every action
There is the exchange
Of what might be; what should be
The fathers and sons legacy
On the print medias and people’s history

The fall out and inadequacy
Highlighted spots comparison roles
The sins of the fathers
The children can’t escape

Even in quiet solitude
Away from the public scrutiny
Yet the sins of the fathers
It will haunt the children
When they want to take the mantle
To be on their own challenging history

It is hard to get away
The sins of the fathers
Leaving behind their legacies
For the children to understand
What they have to get it done

we blog our souls can be free

Blogs for the people
It is here to stay
Only the people make the decision
Nothing else matters

It is not about profit
It is not about beholding to somebody
It is about you and your view
Flying into the cyber-world

Like it or not
The people who click by decide
Passing through spreading news
It is the people making the difference

MSM will stay
No matter what others say?
Giving jobs and maybe hidden roles
Of the political masters dangling them on their strings

It is the soul lost
Because of money and food and housing
Integrity disappear losing directions
Can we say they are to blame?

Business is for profit
This is the basic structuring
Survival too leaning towards the power would be?
Playing fiddle forgetting honesty
The many thousands sacrifices every day
When reports or articles censored or altered
Under the spying eyes of the puppeteer
Let the public see and read what they want them to see

So blogs will flourish
Giving out alternative narration
Challenging the MSM
And perhaps advertising dollars

We blog
So our souls can be free
Roaming happily into the cyber-world

what have you to hide?

borrowed www.flickr.com

What have you to hide?
The can of worms wriggling inside
Close it tight for ages
Until somebody comes

The hidden closet
Buried it deep underground
So you thought you are safe
To live the life you can

Enemies abound
The long years you found
Wrongful dismissal giving contracts to stay alive
Into the corridors of power
Nobody dares to say otherwise

Only the whisper
Gathering storm into the light
When you are out of the equation
The breeze becomes a twister
It brings forth the unbearable truth
So long buried underground

The life becomes an open book
The debris spring surprises in the eyes
The truth must be told
For history must be right

The straws of memory
Like willows floating away
Scrapping out the hidden dirt
Now it bares testimony
Of ages gone wrong

let the shine glow in our lives

Missiles attack
Every leader wants a share
Running scared of what may have been
The pot holes hardly fill

Silent whisper
Dodging for a say
Passing out feelers
Telling them to make haste

The black holes
Nobody cares to fill
All go after money train
As if there is the end of it

The Gracious Lord smile
He knows what these rascals will do
They start biting the straws
Blowing hard by the wind

The whispering
It goes every hole and corner
It never stays in one place
It has to score maximum advantage
On the running scared leaders
Looking at their backs

The people pray
‘O Lord Let it happens!
Let the shine glow in our lives
It is a long time feeding lies
Help us to touch the light”

listen

borrowed www.flickr.com

A leader must act on his convictions
Balancing the needs of the people
He should think through it
Though he may receive advice

When it is made
Don’t be a fooled to retract it a day or two
It shows how weak a leader is
He never weighs his options
He never understands the logic
He accepts blindly what feeds into him

It boils down to his skills
Does he know his work?
Glorifying himself forgetting his ground
He will surely fall in no time

When other departmental leaders say
Away from the agreed book of ethics
Don’t let them get away………….
If a leader doesn’t take appropriate measures
The core will be broken the bridge will be lost
In the end there will no backbone

A general must listen to his soldiers
Give them the credit for they will fight for him
Ignore them a general will lose his battle
In no uncertain terms he shall lose his stars

When lies make into truths
A leader who believes it
It is the end of the road for him
The ground has cracked
The many pot holes to fill
It is a daunting task to get it going
It is a hard life to bridge the gap

So it is better to listen
Both sides of the line
Big ears to the people and opposition
Don’t listen to your people all the time

stop raping the hills

borrowed www.voiceforthewind.org

Hills destroy
Natural paradise losses

Many people cry
Telling others about decay
Of human souls greedy of money
Not helping thy neighbors
Living peacefully amongst natural settings

The State governments
Formulate guidelines and enforcement diligently
Periodic reports must be submitted
By the local council presidents

Housing developers don’t care
About environment or natural disasters
When there is money to be made
They will come quickly

When local council officials don’t do work properly
The by-laws and whatever name passed
It served no purpose on the hapless environment
Many people cry raping on the unprotected hills
Yet the developers just go marching in

‘I have approval! I have authority!’
The locals only stand helplessly
The local council presidents don’t take calls
Or replies to concerned residents

Now a new government in the state
The leader must right the wrong quickly
It can’t be carried out without proper consultation
Catch the culprits involved…………….
Let them pay for raping the hills

We are here for a short while
Don’t make Mother Earth
A hell paradise for our children
If we don’t stop the raping of hills now

say sorry

borrowed www.flickr.com

Leaders cultivated and nurtured
To rule the country and people
With power vested through the grace of the voters
So these leaders help to shape the country
And the people have food, harmony, money and relationship
And security guarding them against evil doers………….

When the leaders are corrupted
When power rears its ugly head
Ah woe to the people and country!
The drama of good and evil come to play

Laws used amended to sustain power
Of a few to control the whole
Metering out punishments and jail
Let no street demonstrators walk the streets
Let all dissents put to pasture
Hiding away from the public

When people revolt
When power clashes with peace loving people
When power base is eroded
The marching of the people is supreme
The leaders dispose must be answerable
Of the misdeeds of their administrations

When events have come to pass
Saying ‘look you have done wrong’
A leader disposed or resigned must be a man
Accept his wrongs, take his punishment and apologizes
Saying sorry is so easy
It cleanses the soul quickly

Yet it is ego
The root of all greedy leaders
Refusing to accept grace in defeat
Acknowledging wrongs done……
Put an apology so closing the chapter
Let the lives of the country moving on

No Sir!
Greed makes it hard to say
The simple words which will gain grace
Of the people and whom were aggrieved
Of past misdeeds or decisions………
Just say sorry one doesn’t lose one’s dignity

mca you arent a baby!

borrowed www.flickr.com

MCA gets real will you?
You running around tongue lashing out
Telling the Chinese about Islam
Leave that religion alone
It isn’t your domain to advice

UMNO dares not say much
The Muslim know about the hidden hands
MCA you get no business to tell
What’s with you guys?
Never learn your lessons well….
March 8, 2008
The people sent you the message
No more race base rhetoric

MCA don’t play into the hands of UMNO
You aren’t treated as a partner
You tell the Chinese you can work
In the corridors of power

Just look inwards
Where do you stand now?
Fighting for your own survival
Nothing really for the general populace

Islam is not hard to understand
It is a religion through God
Passing it down to His prophet
It is only humans who have hidden motives
Twisting it to serve their interests

Leave the religion to the Muslims
They are the ones who know what is best
MCA don’t do the running for UMNO
You better stand into your rights
As it is you have lost much
You better change your outlook
Into multi-racial party to survive

the new dance on the way

courtesy mob's crib

UMNO raps
The new dance
Introduce from the North to the South
The old dance teacher
Looking bewildered no place the like of him

The hornbills like the old music
The land below the wind cha cha its way
Only in the main backbone
UMNO raps
A sign of new concept
The old has no part to dance

The flight perhaps a new team
To choreographed its moves
Dancing on the multi-layered floor
Wishing the new found game
Bring the glory lost recently

Nay the tired bones
Unused to practice for hours
In no time out of breath
The leaders sit and talking tea and coffee

The heir apparent
He thinks he is closer to his glory
Hiding away his lustful desire
On the ground people don’t forget
The Mongolian beauty in C4
Tears flowing eyes red for atonement
Will the rap dance take route?

PR goes street up dance
Luring the young and old crowd
Waiting for the moment
When shouts of freedom
Sing out loud…………

And the heir apparent
Think he is on the right dance floor
Swinging away knowing not what will happen
When the competition hits the streets….

the ship is sinking in the sea

Now the Penang 2nd Bridge
The cost has skyrocket to $4.3billion
It was announced last year at $2.0 billion
Is something fishy going on?

A contract is signed and delivered
Is there an escape clause to increase cost?
This is not what the people wanted
Suddenly before the bridge is commence
The cost has ballooned into $4.3billion!

O Pity the taxpayers!
Working hard for your money
Paying diligently on your tax
Now see what BN/UMNO government done
This is where the country’s wealth gone?

The many gravy trains
Milking the country as much as they can
Through various projects and schemes
Saying it benefits the people
But at price my lord?

Are the people blind?
Letting the BN/UMNO get away
The freedom of their power
They do as they please

Now BN/UMNO wants to pay
Not only for the Penang Bridge
It is also paying for the JKKK officials in PR government
Why waste our taxpayers’ money unnecessarily?

You see we have district officers
MPs and State assembly person
Yet the BN/UMNO wants to pay
The cronies to listen with ears and eyes

The change must be initiated
Don’t make mistake to stop now
When the enemy has time to recoup
It will be difficult to dislodge them

Learn from the USA
The leaders don’t shoot
When they have the chance
Now look at them
Bewildered and scared to fight

Now there is an opportunity
UMNO is slowly sinking in the sea
Wake up O sleepers
Do the change; hop over for the new day

the witch must go

borrowed www.flickr.com(wingsinthewater)

The witch must go
Hiding out in the forest
Bidding her work creating chaos
Of the minds and souls

The horizon of politics
The human mistakes and disasters
It is molded into tight glue
Of the witch magic potion

The people just listened
Obeying the lords for over 50 years
Now the potion has waned off
The witch has no power any more
So it happened
The witch must go

The honest knights
Look around what do you see?
Burning castles slaying evildoers
Time you pick a side to honor
The country where you belong

Don’t think about personal glory
Egos should be buried long time ago
It is the country and people
O knights you have to defend
Even with your life so be it

Look at the weary people
Enough they have paid for their labor
For a few lords to lord over these people
Now lend your hands free them
For a new light is coming your way

Do the honorable salute
Change the system for a better day
The witch must go
Let a new dawn walk in

let us move in one cohesive nation

borrowed www.flickr.com (soonhk in lens)

When mistakes done
A leader must be willing to apologize
Being stubborn holding his ground
Thinking on the high
He expects other to bow down
The king of the people………………..?

Why it is hard to apologize?
No one should be high and mighty
Feeling the pulse of the people
One has to remember it is only a short while
Live the life of graciousness
Though one may think he has done no wrong

We are here for a while
Average around 78 years
Why make life miserable?
Go and make peace
It is the hall mark of a true leader

It doesn’t degrade one standing
In fact it brings cheer to many
A leader must be willing to accept
The wrong moves of past decisions
Though it may look correct then
Events followed the decisions then flawed
A leader should then revaluate his stand
If needs be, he has to say “I am sorry”
Yet many find it hard to say

We want to move on
Yet past mistakes holding us back
The political leaders aren’t good at PR
How do the nation progress?

Modern world with village mentality
It is time to wake up and glow
Let the light shines around
Correct the past mistakes and move on
Let us move in one cohesive nation
Without black spots in our minds

children abuse

children abuse @www.flickr.com

‘Sorry mommy and daddy
Forgive me aunty and uncle
I don’t mean to make your day
Hard as it is putting food on the table’

The pressure of work
The lure of easy life
Parents don’t make it
Abuse children like falling leaves
Feeling no remorse feeling a frustration
Amongst the working environment
And the people they transact in their time

Children cry
Wailing out loud neighbors hear
Trying to keep off
Let the parents discipline their children

One or two minutes maybe ok
When it goes on for hours or days
There is something wrong anyway
Concerned neighbors must right the wrong
It is just a phone call to the police station

The helpless children
Tortured and abused showing no mercy
Parents and guardians, maids and baby sitters
When in the hands of abusive people
The children have no place to hide….

When the cry hit the roof
No sane soul should pretend
Helping them is just a phone call away
Do your part; be concerned about your neighbors
In this way rights will be protected some ways

“I am sorry mommy and daddy
I don’t mean to make it hard for you
You bring us to this world
Don’t let us suffer in no uncertain terms
Love us and guide us to good deeds
Let us be happy in our childhood”

The pictures tell so many stories
It reminded me of an incident decades ago
In my village then
A father raped his daughter barely 1 year old
Mind you he was religious and pious
Every religious festival he was in the organizing committee
Until his own heinous crime on his daughter
Everybody got a shock!

So good citizens
Play a part makes this world free
Of predators in our midst
Camouflaged in human forms
Doing those nasty abusive things

pgcc going down

PGCC going down
Before it is born
The abortion takes its course
The poor fellow never knows
The light of the day

It is better for all good
The Penangites need it more
A place to breathe; a place to connect
With nature and throng of people

I know the traffic jams there
I had been there used the roads
It is good now the project going down
Somebody finally wakes up

Profits always spoil it
When one doesn’t know how to divide
The businessmen must know
How to give back nature gifts

As it is PR must not approve it
Take back the land rezone
Let no person tries to make a play
It is a place for all Penangites
And tourists and fellow Malaysians
Come visit the Pearl of the Orient
Though I know the shine has gone

Let PGCC be grounded
Let it never rears its head again
Let the air flow of fresh windy breeze
A sign of change has finally arrived

pkfz knocking out souls

PKFZ knocking out souls
Living the day worth billions
BN protects BN approves
The bailout of $4.6 billions

The wrong doers escape
The taxpayers came to pay
Billions in tax money
Who benefit it in the end?

Questions arise
Sir Knight sighs
Will he see the day?
He doesn’t know

People ask
Answers must be replied
BN keeps on a tight leach
Unless Anwar gets his wishes
About the frogs he talks about

Otherwise it will be talking
Disgruntled people on the streets
Praying for a snap election
Or wait till GE13
Then the people will decide truthfully
Out the corrupted leaders
Send them to jail

oh datuk2!

Oh Datuk2!
Every businessman clamors for it
It gives them the prestige
A social standing they crave

Nothing about helping the poor
The destitute in our midst
It is much towards class
A short cut to social standing

I rather it is limited
Say every year only the best 3 people
In the opinion of the public
They should bestow these titles

No datukship
For civil servants
And politicians
This will bring the prestige
Of one who receives it?

6 months to changes

It will be 6 months
Before one can see the changes
Now it is political talking
Digging the holes until BN panic

UMNO is shifting gear
The veterans go out to campaign
Its president must go
This is the ultimatum

Pakatan Rakyat
Its leaders wait and consolidate
Knowing how to woo BN MPs
They aren’t greenhorn at this game
We may see the light
Bursting out into the night sky

Maybe I am dreaming
So many dirt BN deposits
One hole after another
Until there is no place now

If the changes are good
Pakatan Rakyat leaders shouldn’t wait
Come clean with a view to grow the country
And her people to enjoy their labor
In peace and harmony amongst races

Yeah when will the frogs hop in?
I wait for the day happening…………