Tuesday, April 24, 2012

the denials of any affair



What else is new?
The barking dogs snarl
We will sue
For wrong reporting”

The branding of fear
They think they can cow away
For justice many have gone in
For the sake of the whole

A driver made police report
To clear his name and his statement
A federal minister denied the allegation
So was the woman involved...

So far so good
The denials of any affair
The driver has to substantiate his stand
He should before he sinks on his own

anwar ibrahim


Anwar Ibrahim
The magnetic pull he wields
The ameeno and gang seem in circles
They can't sleep easy

The year of Sodomy 1
The Reformasi born
The street demonstrations
The fight for justice..

When he was sent to prison
On all the concocted charges
It was just to keep him away
He was released by Federal Court

Years down the road
The Sodomy 2 came
The dragnet circled into the false
He was acquitted by the High Court

Enough mud threw at him
Yet he stood his ground for years
Last year the Datuk T sex video tape
Nobody wanted to believe except ameeno

The main newspapers played up the game
It just wanted to bury him for good....
But then the man stood his ground
He became stronger in each passing day

Now in defamation court
Another sealed video tape came
Anwar Ibrahim seems to draw out
The bad with his detractors

It never ends
Anwar Ibrahims charisma and character
The Merlin who wields his magic
Yet the bad still wants to play

Monday, April 23, 2012

bersih 3.0 again














The King should be at *Dataran Merdeka*
To watch his subjects sit-in to protest
His Majesty government foreplay with people
His Highness will get the first hand experience

Bersih 3.0 facing obstacles
The little rats putting up everywhere
The Bee Anne leaders are afraid of their shadows
The implosion will come in GE13

The Bee Anne leaders know
Now the running dogs telling stories
Who want to listen to these lap dogs?
Only one man they want to destroy

Bersih 3.0 has to come
It is for the people for change
It isn't about Anwar Ibrahim
He had his time now it is the people

The long struggles
It is worth the efforts
Bersih 3.0 will turn the tide
Bee Anne lies flat on the ground

They say the truth will let us free
Bee Anne leaders forget its basic
The paradigm shift its leaders so afraid
Once they were embracing the challenges

Now the people recognize the truth
It was for them and their partners
The Bee Anne leaders try to play it down
The roads of pot holes what more can they say?

*freedom square


copy from malaysiakini.com

don't eat like a fool






Food and drinks for nourishment
It helps you to live and earn a living
You should take care of your body
Then your mind will function in top condition

Don't eat like a fool
Learn to eat in moderation
You should eat enough to stay healthy
Fit for the work fit for life

The excessive food obstructs the flow of breath
It makes you lassitude and sleepiness and kills all valor
It makes you lose your efficiency to work your plan
You become like a drunkard snorting all kinds of foolishness

The spiritual man offers food in his body to dispel hunger
So that he can build up his base and search for his gate way
Food and drinks for nourishment to travel to search for paradise
It is like oil nourishing your body to keep fit to reach the heaven

In your mind you will focus to attain the goals
This is what nourishment used to attain for the soul
Fit for the work fit for life
The wonders of the mind; the body strong to carry

the little rats



The little rats
They will derail the plans
They will pretend
The slow down of progress

They live in closet minds
They can't accept others better
The little rats
They bite the progress

Many complaints
It will just fall on the bin
They will tell about transformation
The real truth hides away

The little rats
Underground in battle form
They want to make others miserable
Like them they stuck where they are

little by little








When the empire is falling
The kingdom will do all kinds of things
Use of force or use of money
Buying the people's hearts
Let them feel wanted for a while
They use their machines
They use their lapdogs run
For sustaining power
Out of which the emperor rules
The honey coated drives
It can only stop for a while
It never fools the majority
For the hope of change will arrive
The brick walls cracking
The pressures keep mounting up
There is no way to stop the stomping
Little by little, whispering wind flowing
The fall of an empire
It has to come that's for sure!

the tweets of prostitution


When there are lots of money to be made
The enterprising savvy businesspeople will try
Through the front doors or through the back doors
As long as there are ready markets to flourish the trade

The oldest profession in our lives
It just never goes away.....
Some countries had legalized it
South of our border restricted to certain areas

The savvy businesspeople know
Money will attract all kind of souls
The flesh trade is nothing new
It just has progressed with modern gadgets

Once it is in social media
Advertising services of escort businesses
The menu of pretty women
Controlled by the pimps or syndicates

Before it was in massage parlours
The menu of sexy women with numbers
Every client would pick the woman of choice
Legally it was just for massage

Now the syndicates tweets
Advertising the services of women
How they get the hand-phones numbers?
The authority should know

As a political former leader said
When the fish head is rotten
The tail and body too will follow”
This is what happening now

Sunday, April 22, 2012

i say yes they say no





the city of kuala lumpur@photobucket.com





The ruling elites playing games
They say alright with Bersih 3.0
Then the running dogs say otherwise
I say yes, they say no”

The ruling elites games
They spin the tales of transformation
It is just a new coat of paint
Nothing serious to change

The ruling elites spin
They say they can manage
Yet the country's debt piling high
They just want to fool the villagers

Bersih 3.0
There is no location yet
The flyers say Dataran Merdeka
City Hall says in the negative

We know the drill
The ruling elites say something else
The main newspapers will spin tales
Only the villagers have to wake up!

traffic in our minds





Traffic on the roads
Jamming in our lives
There is the stop look go
Some wait impatiently

Traffic in political streets
Fear and divide in our lives
They don't tell the true stories
We wait patiently

Believing the way will come
The red, yellow and green
Traffic on the roads
Jamming in our lives

The wake up call
The way of freedom
The people want it
Colour blind living in harmony






too many holes




Too many holes
It never brings progress
When the ruling elites hide
Using fear and divide

Too many holes
The ruling elites forget to look
Every action they take they tumble
They feel the fear of what they did


Too many times
They don't speak the truth
Students protest at Dataran Merdeka
And the thugs hired to cause physical harm

The police just standing there
Turning away what they know
They never put a stop....
Cause it's too many holes

The wind of change
It will never go away
The fear and divide
It will just disappear



Saturday, April 21, 2012

the wind of hope




The wind of change
It's now or we will sink
We can't let Bee Anne
The coalition has stayed too long

The party leaders have forgotten
The people who put them there
They use the people for their own
The wealth gone no one wanted to explain

The wastage gone to thin air
The coalition thinks we are stupid
Paying our taxes never know where
The wind of change

Malaysia must change
The people must be brave to do
Don't let complacency play into it
The wind of hope we must go




why pay money to exercise?



The open spaces are free
With natural settings to please the eyes
Why pay money to exercise?
In a closed enclosure with no fresh air


Even staying in apartments
There is the open space to jog or walk about
With pleasing landscaping for refreshness
Why pay money to exercise?

When you want to keep fit
You don't have to pay money
You need to find the natural open spaces
You don't have to get into traffic jams

Open spaces are free
The natural settings to craft the mind
You don't have to battle the traffic jams
Why pay money to exercise?

let the country be free



Let the country be free
Let no one put up walls
Let us live in spirit of harmony
In this culture of many colours

Laws should be used
In the spirit of transparency
Never use it for personal agenda
Never use it to stifle one's freedom

Yeah..let the country be free
Let us sing our songs of free choices
Let us mix our cultures without fear
Let us sit down enjoy our differences

So let us be free
Let us forget our differences
Let us sing our songs
The whirring sound of unity





molly she lives the life





Molly once slept in a small place
She didn't know how to differentiate
She was happy to get a place
Once she was so scared lived another place

When she sees a cane
She will run to hide
When she hears a loud thunder
She will shiver in fear

The year she was
A family emotionally mistreated her
The dog owner took her back
Molly was happy to go

Now in a new family
For years she lived happily
She now lives in an air conditioned room
With her owner dreaming her life away

Now she knows
The difference of the rooms
No whirring fan she looks into
It's the cool room she enjoys

Friday, April 20, 2012

we are the heroes



Our political heroes
They are the ones who fought against the establishment
When many were cowed to live in the shade
These political heroes came standing in the sun

They are the brave ones
They stand united in the face of massive forces of blue
In the background the mixture of colours wave
The wonderful world we live in this country

The change we seek nearly happened in 2008
It shocked the ruling elites to wake up
These shocks woke the giant,,,,
But the ruling elites never learn

Now come the non-political heroes
They march for change and seek justice
They face the red tape of the ruling running dogs
Yet they don't give way so easily

Now it is our turn to become heroes
We must change Bee Anne
When they finally call GE13
We will say we will make history


women play your roles





Women don't play the dumb blonds
Women don't play the punching bags
Don't you know you have important roles to play?
In the world of humans interactions?

Every time there are new victims
On the relationships that they have
Women are always on the receiving end
With children and no job for tomorrow

Even on young people falling in love
Women have to carry the brunt of the misdeeds
Don't you see the pattern through history?
Women you have important roles to play

Now play your roles
You shouldn't be cowed into the shade
Don't be timid leaving  in fear
You have the gifts use it as your skills






the fish heads gone


The grey long tail cat
Strolling at the back alley
In the late evening
Meowing on its way

A neighbour's house
Windows opened for the kitchen
She was seen tying and hanging fish heads
She was confident as she put it on the hooks

As she moved away
Leaving the windows opened
The grey long tail cat
It walked in conveniently

There it was smelling the fish heads
The woman wasn't around in the kitchen
The grey long tail cat had its meal
Chopping the fish heads with hungry ease

The woman returned screaming
"Stupid cat! Eating my fish heads!"
The grey long cat brushing its whiskers
Showing its satisfaction at the back alley







the small girl from oz



The small girl from Oz
On the pot she sings her songs
"Rain, rain, splash and splash"
It is raining down in Sydney

She is in the mood to talk
On her pot she holds the phone
She talks to her relatives
Still she likes to sing

Ding ding the telephone rings
She will start her singing again
The mind of a small girl
The mood to talk

In case you don't know
She is Izzy from Oz
You must have your answers
When she comes with her questions









will the giant fall?





The black knight spreads
The goodies to the people
Using the country's funds
When the road of liability rises

The country's debts
It will reach $500billion
It isn't something to play
The black knight and gangs

They are crazy of power
They are so afraid to lose
Right now they feel the shiver
They think the storm has subsided

It hasn't hit the roof
The people are waiting
The day will tell us and the world
Will the giant fall?


the scare crow




The scare crow stands upright
So proudly under the hot sun
The wind blowing against it
The scare crow never complains

The farmers plough their lands
Back bending knee deep water
They look at the scare crow
Watching them with no interest

The sun rays hitting them
With hats to shadow its heat
The farmers work on the land
Dreaming of a good life,,,,,

The sun goes down
The shadowy figures appear
The scare crow sees it all
It remains quiet waiting for the moments

The bad hats of society
They don't want others to live good life
They want them to live as lowly lives
Always be hungry for them

The bad hats make lives miserable
Sorrowful and pain in years to come
Not many can run away the shackles
Of owing their lives worth....

Now they smile
They know what they must do
"Alright guys we start our business
Let the farmers know they can't escape"

The scare crow smiles
Bad guys make it stronger
Slowly it absorbs the guys
One by one in the dark night

For years it stands
Now it has a life of its own
In the night it can walk
The bad guys will be food