let the ghost go

Amno baru and Pas Malays

To a certain extent Bersatu too

Let the ghost go

Don’t play the game on 3R

It is in the Constitution

It shouldn’t be brought up again

The nation needs to move forward

She mustn’t be shackled by old dilemma

Everyday we hear these leaders speak

They haven’t got into their heads

They have to let the ghost go

Don’t let the ghost take you to the low

The non-Malays know the Constitution

They do not question it or bring it up

It is the myopic Amno baru and Pas

To a certain extent Bersatu too

Malaysia is the home of many races

She isn’t for one race and leave others behind

She is a melting pot of many flavours

She wants all to have a share in her wealth

Let the ghost go

It shouldn’t be a haunting dilemma now

For over 61 years harping on it

Let us march together to achieve progress

the day knocks the time

The day knocks the time

You watch the sunshine

A new day a new line

You have to catch it

Not every day is the same

Sometimes you see the rain

Sometimes you see the mists

Like angels cascading down the hill

You will watch the magic unfold

Count your blessing the years before

You will wish for many more

On the day you were born

The wishes will pour in

Giving you a head start today

You will feel to make it work

On the day of your birthday

Happy birthday and many returns

Let the sunshine and morning mists show

Let the day be the best in the time

I wish you many more to celebrate

once the power is gone

Once the power is gone

A leader should know how to behave

The once everything was done by workers

Now everything he has to do on his own

He may bark at his family members

He can show his tantrums like a spoiled child

At the end of the day he has to cope with it

He has to handle all by himself

A leader will stay for a while

He mustn’t expect to last a life time

He has to prepare when he has the power

For it may milk his mind of his values

Absolute power makes a bad leader

He will think he is god in the chair

He will bark and show his tantrums

Everything will be done in quick time

Once the power is gone

He has to learn to accept his role

He has to become like any normal person

He will get the same treatment

the time will tell

The time will tell

It is a long way to go

Even one can plan and dispose

The time waits for nobody

Don’t keep harping on it

The next prime minister

Anwar is waiting

He must have his patience

If the post is his

He has no fear of losing it

When the date and time arrive

We will see

Dr Mahathir has said it many times

Anwar Ibrahim will be the next prime minister

The Old Man has no intention to stay forever

With his age, he wants to fix things now

when the little man sleeps

On the island of dreams

I once had a friend

He narrated his story

About his hot woman

Once he got her into his bed

His little man couldn’t get up

After all the chasing and planning

On the day itself he lost it

The hot woman wasn’t satisfied

He couldn’t help on the occasion

He could only use his fingers

Hoping his little man would wake up

It didn’t happen

It stayed asleep in its dream world

In reality he was feeling worst

Here was the hot woman naked

I told him to watch what he ate

He had to do some stretching exercises

Buy Tongkat Ali plenty on the island

Let the blood flow without restriction

The little man needs the easy blood flow

Once the blood flow is clogged

The little man can only sleep

Without seeing reality but in dreams

are we going to change?

Who is afraid of equality?

Who is afraid of its shadow?

Who is afraid to forge unity?

It is Amno baru and its sidekick Pas

Who is afraid to share wealth?

Who is afraid to walk together?

Who is afraid to stand up in unity?

Who is afraid to change?

There is another one in PH

It’s Bersatu afraid to see the change

It isn’t about colonization

It is to respect of sharing on equal footing

We have our different colours

We have our different faiths

But we must agree we are Malaysians

Nobody is going to colonize us

We have our Constitution

It spells out clearly for all of us

The Rulers will stay to defend our rights

It isn’t solely for a race

So, what are we so afraid?

It’s Amno baru and Pas

On the wings there is Bersatu

Are we going to change or afraid to change?

it's anwar job now

Hug and wave

Smile and stay

Unity is important

The struggles must go on

Personal setbacks are natural

It shouldn’t boil over to be spilled

In politics or elsewhere everyone wants

To be a winner on the stage

Sometimes it never happens

There must be losers and winners

This is part of life we lived through

We have to accept defeat with grace

PKR leaders must heal the party

Let the members stay united and strong

The new president must heal it quickly

The smile can turn ugly too

pkr in camps

PKR in camps

It isn’t easy to heal the wounds

What is said and done

Forgiving it will take time

The ugly sides happened

On the running of the election

Everyone wants a winner

The stake is high

Now the election is over

The winners and losers will seek compromise

In politics there is no permanent friend or enemy

It is the goal the party defended

Anwar Ibrahim has to fix his house

He can’t let the intra party grouses continue

The members have to stop it now

The election was over

The police and Macc will act

The agencies received report of many kinds

They have to find the party involved

And Anwar has to discipline his members

mo1 stop pretending

MO1 stop pretending

You have the charges in your name

You have to face the court to defend

It is no use talking in Parliament

Whom are you trying to fool?

It isn’t city folks or the town folks

It is likely the villagers

But they too have known your misdeeds

Now you want to talk

Once you refused or you ran away

Blaming others but not yourself

You want us to listen?

Save your time MO1

Keep your wisdom to yourself

You have no credibility now

Say it to the judge

You better listen to the gong

Bamboo River is calling your name

The iron gate will be written on it

You aren’t going anywhere

So, save your speeches

It will not bring you back to the stage

Once you are knocked down

The referee says you are out!

the weak woods

The weak woods

The men will cry in silence

They feel the fear

They can’t function on the go

Many men will stay quiet

They hide it within their minds

They are afraid to talk about it

They think nature will provide

Take Viagra pills

Doctors will advice

Give the men the boost

All for a while

But the grave side effects

The blue pills must stay away

You don’t want to lose your life

Go stay the natural way

Aloe Vera good for the wood

Mashed it up into liquid or blend it

Apply on the wood leave it for 10 minutes

It will help to build up the wood

It is natural way

It will not cause side effects

In fact, you can grow in your garden

Harvest when it is grown

Even the skin of Aloe Vera

Cut into slices and cook with Virgin Olive oil

Sieve it and keep in a bottle

Apply on the wood to keep its strength

Men of the weak woods

There are natural remedies

Forget about the blue pills

You don’t want to gamble with your life

the 3 sisters

The 3 sisters

Ever close and happy

Going for holidays

Let the home stay

The 3 sisters

Though years have gone

They still talk like today

They still stay unchanged

Nothing ever changes

They can bring up tales

And the story will be told

The story shared and recalled

The 3 sisters

The time seems to stand still

They are talking and laughing

The time can pass them by

The 3 sisters

The bond they shared

Through the years

And the tales of their times