Your thinking produces your reality
The back-alleys
Many will ignore
Thinking it isn't theirs
Until something happens
The back-alleys
Some set up cooking areas
Others plant greens
Others pile up rubbish
Everyone will see
The town council officers will ignore
No summons or written warning
Everything seems cool by the day
Until a fire breaks out
Until robbers climb up
Until firemen scold them
Everyone will start to open eyes
The back-yards
The untidy spaces
The houseowners don't see
It's the back alleys!
It's the push and pull game
When assistance requires
The push for allocations flow
Until the desire result needed
Even within the coalition members
The critical members will pull off allocations
Though they are part of the ruling coalition
It had happened with Blue eye members
The push and pull game
The Blue eye suffers in internal strife
Members get fed up and left
The good leaders pull themselves out
Renaissance man should comprehend it
He was in opposition before
He would have recognized the monetary allocations needed
To service the constituency he represented
Renaissance man should allocate to all fairly
The members are voted by the people
Give them the allocations to assist in minor projects
Let the people feel needed
The moos quiet lately
The friction in the opposition rank
By the crocodiles swagging tails
Crowing a lot of noise
The moos feel the hot wave
Burning faces afraid to say
The crocodiles treat them badly
As puppy love gone away
The moos can't say
The president on trial in court
The bad publicity isn't a good image
They hide it until have something to strike
The moos quiet lately
Will the moos stay with the pack?
Most former members registered with Hamz
The moos feel the weakened state now
The rain can't pull the haze away
It makes the weather a bit clearer
In the afternoon the hot sun blazing
Even staying at home the heat soaring up
The plants leaves turn burned or brown
As if decay comes quickly in its lives
Even the ants can't stay in the open
Finding a cool place to hide and stay
The people may worry
About health issues and shortage of water
The haze on the mountain range
The smoking color painted on it
Sometimes it is to tell us
Life like the morning dews
Live with life enjoying while we can
Because when the sun rises the dews will be dried
Renaissance man has no choice
He can't bend it for the wolves
It is time he has to look at his own partners
There is no time for him to walk slowly
He has to run now
Age has slowed him down
Yet he has to hold it
PH survival hinges on reforms plan
He mustn't let the wolves hit him
He should have recognized his faults
Pandering to the wolves causing him to lose
If GE16 is called now
Renaissance man makes himself unpopular
Causing bad vibrations on his core supporters
Now he apologised for his past mistakes
He mustn't say it and forget
The Rocket isn't sleeping
Though the cylinders stay quiet
Renaissance man mustn't take it for granted
The reforms must push through for his survival
PH leaders
Time to flex muscles
The months ahead
The wrong moves
Causing you the loss
In the next general election
The wolves and crocodiles
The puppy love still alive
They think they have the advantage
On the last 2 state elections
PH leaders
Don't let Renaissance man forget
The reforms need to be done
Get the easy ones done
You just need a simple majority in Parliament
You have to paint the glowing colors
Bersama party
Rolls Royce will not make a difference
A small party wants to challenge the big boys
He should save his resources for the general election
With Blue eye he might have a better chance
When the tough got going he quit totally
He couldn't stomach the bad reviews
Indirectly he made blue eye looked bad
If he stayed with blue eye
He might have a shot at the president post
Since he couldn't stomach the long drought he quit it all
Forming Bersama to fight for his cause
He will be like MUDA
All the publicity nothing in the winning votes
His party shouldn't contest in Hang Tuah story
He should save his resources for the general election
If we sit quietly
Sipping tea or coffee
Talking in coffee shops
Loudly in hawkers' stalls
Life will seem free
Sharing jokes or criticising each other
Of our dressing or products we buy
Like all the ordinary days of our lives
Only when we touch on politics
The heated fire will start to flare
The double standards in enforcement
The agencies will pick and choose
The police will make their own report
For a case to be investigated
That too base on the importance of the case
Most of the times the police wait for report
Sabah and Sarawak
They decide who can visit or deport
The Federal Government has no say
The judges will stick to the contract law
If we don't ponder about politics
Life will be an easy flow everyday
It is the politicians causing the division
Put a label on the can but they forget they are too
The Romeo ginger cat
He hasn't come home for 2 days
There is no sign of him
The back-lane has no signal
As if the back-lane has no clues
The stray cats all gone
I know of cats got poisoned
As I don't see them now
The Romeo ginger cat
He usually makes his grand entrance
Announcing with his loud voice
“I am home!”
But today I don't hear him
Nothing to see at the back lane
Romeo ginger cat
He mustn't be foolished to pick up food
Renaissance man
Let the wolves go he's afraid
He still wants to keep them
To hold on to his post
He should look at his numbers
As long as he has the support
He will not lose his job
By letting go of the wolves
By currying favors
The Sabah and Sarawak members will give
He still can survive by letting go of the wolves
The Cabinet posts can be shared with them
Renaissance man can't sit on it
The wolves are betraying his trust
He should recognize it now
The state elections pinned him down
