Wednesday, October 31, 2007
THE BN GOVERNMENT IS BUYING TIME
NOW THE FIRE SPREAD
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CANDLES AND SHADOWS
It comes up to play
In the mind it seems to say
Years gone years arrive
It never stays forever
It will be there
Barely a time
Then changes come alive
Along the roads
People meet say hello
Exchanging greetings smile then forget
Until such time the roads meet again
On this day like any other day
The mundane things will shine again
Looking at it
Years gone by
Candles and shadows
It flickers as the time flies
When you get up in the morning
A new chapter runs your life
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
NOTHING IS RIGHT YET
How could things go down?
When the sleeping giant isn’t awaken
It is now on auto-pilot
Know not which way it wants to fly
CI points going up
It doesn’t say the economy is sound
It doesn’t say the country is well run
It only says that somebody or group of bodies
Playing the games to enrich or riddles the economy
Ultimately the benefits go these people
Corridors spreading out
Every point of the country
Announcements of many developments
The layout plans only going to start now
Packages going to get inputs
What are the projects by whom it will be played?
This is the number game
By the time the costs go up
Nothing is left to the weary people
Running and sweating just barely to live by
The basic essentials rocking up their lives
And our sleeping giant rings his CI
Feeling so happy something he did is right
Is he sleeping in his mind or what?
LIVE LIFE THE VALUES YOU CHERISH
PARLIAMENT HOUSE SHOULD STAY
Parliament House
It should stay where she is
The good solid ground
She got it solid in 1960s
The long corridors of lying
The long shadows of cheating
The brewing of greed and deceit
She hears it all in her walls
The crying on her inner soul
The leaders scrap and hide away
The symbol of dignity erodes
On this August House she still stands tall
Now the leaders want it shifts
Close to the dark forces on PJ hill
The many corridors jumping queue
The objects of money, gold and silver
The dark forces will run
Immunity as of now till she sleeps
Parliament House a symbol of dignity
The leaders make it worst every day
Parliament House
The pillar of a success story
In the beginning so noble and sincere
Now she turns her eyes
Tears falling incessantly
The leaders of hidden objectives
Milk her honey let her suffers slowly
And when she leaks they say it is time
A new structure a new light
When history forgets
The noble values of yesterday leaders
What is a nation when foundation gone?
It is here in Parliament House
The echoes of decades
Building the nation
EDUCATION DOESNT MAKE A GOOD LEADER
Monday, October 29, 2007
SERVICE FIRST
SUICIDE, SUICIDE OH WHAT A WASTE OF LIFE!
On the descent of lost souls
Stepping into the darkness
No one to sing song
The parade goes into oblivion
The young ones die
Hanging themselves believing it is right
When there are many exploits to be had
They give it up before they even try
Parents cry tears fall aimlessly
Teachers can’t understand
Children staring at the empty chairs
The drum beats
The souls gone into the depths
Life is meant to be free
The eyes seen leaving them scary
All those pressures in their minds
They let go
They don’t want to grow
The drum beats
The wind caressing their hanging bodies
Swaying aimlessly regretting their ways
For a life not fully accomplished
They die hanging by the short ropes
Saying a statement
They want to be free!
PM AND GANG SHOULD READ BLOGS
Sunday, October 28, 2007
DONT GO CRAZY ON LONG TERM PLANS
SUICIDE WHAT A WASTE OF LIFE!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
THE WHITE COLOR ON BLUE
The white color on blue
On a bright sunny day
The clouds radiantly glow
Not many people see
The patterns of nature
The glorious day passes by
In the afternoon light
I watch it changing
It looks like a white Christmas tree
Changing coloring the sky
Not many take time to see
God’s magic painting on clouds
Then the white angels fly
All around the blue sky
I watch the painting flow
Don’t forget to say a prayer or two
For the Lord is great
Everything He wants to do
RAID GONE WRONG
2 cops died on duty
On raid no proper precautions
No bullet proof vests
What are the police officers doing?
Superman, are they?
2 cops never got to celebrate
Deepavali with their families
They got bullets instead of cookies
The superiors must pay………
Now the sleeping beauty woke up
Yawned widely and exclaimed
“What they don’t know what to do?”
“Yes my lord we fucked up”
Dealing with drug lords
They don’t care about lives
Money and addicts
These they want to have
200 years in police work
A bust turned tragic
Now IGP cries for action
“Get the cop killers!”
Don’t they visualize in their minds?
What will happen with the drug lords?
They don’t care about lives
They will take a few with them
Into the land beyond
As their body guards
Police know
“Don’t cry for me when I am dead and gone”
Sacrifices are necessary
In this line of policing work
So that the nation can sleep peacefully
The police officers’ sacrifices aren’t in vain
My condolences to the police officers
They live though we may forget
The good Lord will take care of them
On their journey to a land beyond our dreams
THE EVIL COMES TO FEAST
In the dark dim clouds
The black bats flying
In many formations
Seeking preys in the dark night
The rustling sound in the air
People walk don’t care
By the time they look up in the sky
The black bats pick them one by one
Screaming people
Gun fires smoke in the clouds
The black bats come in droves
Driving the people scattering them
The bars across the streets
The patrons see the commotion
Quickly they rush out
Then they rush back
Close all doors and windows
Praying silently on their knees
The black bats swarm
Rustling air becoming eerie
The blood thirsty bats
They don’t care
The sky full of blood thirsty bats
Flying in circles picking up preys
Nobody is spared
When evil comes to feast
The long night of doom
The smell of death every air
When the patrons leave the cinema
They look everywhere
It spooks them
On the quiet night and streets
2 police officers shot dead
2 cops were shot dead during a drug bust in Sungai Buluh, Selangor. IGP screamed furiously telling his officers to go all out to catch the cop killers. Police officers should know that when they go raiding drug lords they must be prepared to get shot at sometimes die in line of duty. There is nothing to scream about. All the police officers must know the rules. When you enter or raid a place, nobody will give you a chance to come in so easily. If there is a chance to kill, I believe the drug lords or his runners will do the shooting. These people dont care about their lives and they dont care about the police officers barging into their hideouts. Period. Now when 2 cops were shot dead IGP asked for more money to buy bullet proof vests for his officers. This part I can't understand. Only when his officers were shot dead then he wanted to buy bullet proof vests for his officers. Where was he? This is the mentality of the government and the agencies involved. Only when something really happened to the civil servants then the top brass will say something like that. If the IGP could say like that when Nurin was gone missing "go all out to nap the sicko", by then Nurin won't die. She would be laughing smiling sharing jokes in school and with her parents and sisters. But it didnt happen. The police took their own sweeet time to investigate. The police officers must wear bullet proof vests every time they go raiding on drug lords and gangsters hideout...............which must be the standard procedure all the times.
Friday, October 26, 2007
HE IS BACK!
The cool breeze
Make the smile on his face
Now he is on his familiar surrounding
He can walk freely
In no time he will be ready
Challenging the world as he comes his way
In the country as he dreams about
One day we will listen to him say
Look at him
Feeling good and smiling his way
Family members and friends
All wish him well
The love of his life
Through rain and shine
Smooth terrain rough lives
She never leaves him aside
She is there all the times
This is why he could recover
Failure isn’t his way
He makes it a success
Believing God will help him
Picking up his life
There are things he hasn’t finished
So there he is
Smiling standing tall once again
AIR ASIA WINS
Thursday, October 25, 2007
THE LAST JOURNEY
Why you let me travel in an ambulance?
I have money I cant sign it my way
I am lying my mobility is dead
I can’t believe it
I am put on a government vehicle
Knocking on roads
All the way back to the hill
Oi driver! Don’t you know me?
I have money let me go in style
I look at my surrounding
In plastic bag I am wrapped nicely
Bouncing on the road
Beating traffic along the way
Winding road reaching my home base
I am dead so they say
Of all the money shares and properties
I am wrapped in plastic sheets
In an ambulance to my resting place
I am dead so they say waking for me
I look at them
Poor souls crying away
Why put me in plastic sheets?
Traveling in an ambulance
What happen to my luxury cars?
I can't travel in my comfort
It is the full circle
From nothing I return in public vehicle
I am dead my last journey they forget
My riches can’t buy me a decent last journey
Now they wake me
I am already gone for good
THE YOUNG PEOPLE
GOBLOK GOVERNMENT PAYS $292.5 MILLION
Chart courtesy Malaysiakini
WHEN RICH MEN DIE
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
PLAN FOR YOUR LOVED ONES
Let it be known you made allowances
For your family in time of grieve
So that they can remember you by
Plan it worth your time
The family welfare runs into the future
Just don’t let them suffer in pains
When you forget to think of them
I know many don’t do it
They think they can make to the end
The consequences of not planning
The family suffers in time of loss
Who will help them when you are gone?
Don’t think you can live to the old age
Polish your eggs glory in the end
Mind you it is always not happening
Look at the people
How many smile when the funeral is over?
When the crying done
When condolences pouring end
Reality kicks to wake the family
Where will we live without fund to stay afloat?
So plan it now
A little will carry the weight
In the long run the family benefits
For future nobody can predict
ACA WHERE IS FAIRNESS?
"The euphoria of the 50th National Day celebrations, the successful double heart transplants of Tee Hui Yu and the sending of the first Malaysian into space should not be allowed to cloud the real and serious problems that plague the nation – rampant corruption, abuse of power, misuse of public funds, the gradual loss of independence and integrity of the various public institutions, escalating cost of living, commercialisation of basic essential services, unacceptable level of crime and accident, ethnic polarisation, the disintegration of social and moral values, indiscriminate destruction of the environment, just to name a few...."written by Dr Chris Anthony
ACA should have gone after Lingam and the people he named in the video clip. Leave the people who brought it out to the nation. Leave the whistle blower(s) alone too. ACA is threatening these very people who thought they followed the PM advice - tell him the truth no matter how hurtful it is. I always say he doesnt know what he is talking about. It must have come from his son in law of which the PM can't understand the full meaning of it. So he just said as it is. Now the government it targetting Anwar a former deputy prime minister.............BN government is still afraid of Anwar Ibrahim though the leaders say otherwise.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
MAIDS AT WHAT PRICE?
RUBBISH TRUCKS slow repair work
THE OLD MAN
The Old Man
The Man we hear
Smiling waving to friendly faces
On the steps of IJN
The family members
Happy faces eyes glow
The Old Man is going home
The cozy warm breeze
He will be back on his feet
The Old Man knows
He has much to do
Time is so precious commodity
It can’t be bought
It can’t be bargained
He has a long way to rectify
The many wrongs he finds
Now looking out of his box
He recognizes his weaknesses
If he is still on the seat of authority
He wont’ does it like that
Now he needs his time out
The long game the long hours
The Old Man knows
When he comes out
The guns will do the blazing
The sleeping beauty will get a shock
Not knowing how to do damage control
The Old Man walks into his car
Smiling so happy on his way home
The sky is beautifully crafted
Giving him a welcoming hand
EPF
Sunday, October 21, 2007
LINGAM VIDEO CLIP A CLOSURE?
DRACULA ON PJ HILL 2
The full moon in the sky
Bright orange sparks
Hitting on the palatial home
Dracula wakes up
Eyes red like Martian light
It is feeding time
He knows it by heart
Years on the prowl
He can’t forget
The fooling slogans
The people got hooked and wined
Leaving him to plunder
Every way he knows
When full moon rises
He looks at his hands
The fingers sharp calling for blood
He stares at the mirror
He can’t know what he looks like
He smile and walks down the steps
Slowly with even strikes
The followers tremble
Knowing not what he will do
People say he sleeps a lot
In the day when bright sun rules
He can’t make his presence
He has to hide
When the dark night arrives
Dracula will prowl the streets
The ever cool gentleman
He takes the ladies for rides
Then one by one disappears
Chilling wailing in the dim light
For the guys he makes them his lackeys
Running errands protecting his home
Afraid of golden arrows tint with silver bullets
He isn’t waiting to happen
So he keeps shifting
Every schedule he knows
Now he looks at the assembly
Every guy must carry his order
They are the ears and eyes
He listens when they talk
He lets the voices echo
Deeply into his mind
As he closes his eyes
He dreams of his faraway land
Of freedom to do he likes
If only there is no distraction
The marching of penguins
Stomping the streets
The PJ hill shakes with vibration
As if something really falling down
The lackeys rush out
Surrounding the palatial home
Eyes of hate
Howling of the night beasts
Above the sky
The eagles fly
Circling in for the kill
Dracula knows he quickly makes his exit
Underground his followers put up barrier
Nobody can enter without permission
Then the bright lights
From the powerful search lights
The streets of humans
Waving cloths soaking in fire
Hurling high into the night sky
The lackeys run
Calling for help
Howling in desperately cry
The penguins shoot silver bullets
The lackeys drop dead one by one
The palatial home on PJ Hill
It shakes with the might of the people
Barricades tumbling down
The lackeys run all shoot on sight
Leaving them gasping for their lives
Underground Dracula tries
Every way he knows how
Yet he realizes he is locked in
There is no escape this time around
The iron doors burst open
Golden light arrows fly
Silver bullets penetrate his body
He looks surprise
When his blood oozes to the ground
He wails loudly
The penguins aim open fire
Dracula split into many parts
Then his body parts turn into ashes
Dropping it on the concrete floor
Breathing his last
FESTIVE HOLIDAYS DEATHS
Saturday, October 20, 2007
LINGAM GLUES THE PUZZLES
Lingam, Lingam, judiciary ice-cream
Licking the miniature phone telling plenty
What flavors? What colors? Is any one listening to me?
The fireflies smoking up in the sky
ACA busy calling
The people who made known the video clip
Trying to find out the truth about it
The officers go on the wrong barking tree
Lingam, Lingam, glued his speech
He doesn’t want to implicate any
The judge too keeps quiet
When silence stays no guilty charge
The tycoon keeps a low profile
Lingam mentioned his name
The power broker let out his tricks
The judiciary gets hooked instead
Lawyer Wee lodged report
Suhakom must do its job
Something must be put right
Before democracy speaks in the mud
Lingam glues the puzzles
ACA should have quizzed him more
Many beyond the video clip
There is something out there to know
Now the video clip in Hong Kong?
To find the truth or a hatched up job
Why can’t ACA ask Lingam?
Serve him notice or risk going to jail
Why ACA never do it?
The truth is there after all
Only the taxi nasi doesn’t want to know
The sleeping beauty yawns is that it?
DRACULA SLEEPS ON PJ HILL
TUN DR MAHATHIR
You wrote many
The gift of words
It will flow easy
As I look at Dr M
The pictures in your blog
He is looking romantic
He will get it through
His business hasn’t finished
He will make his way again
The fighter he is
The people will hear him say
The eyes has the fury
What the country goes into
His smile the evils always run
They don’t know what he will do
May Allah always bless him
He will be up and busy
The spirited Tun Dr M
He will smile telling plenty
MERSING TRAGEDY 2
Friday, October 19, 2007
IT WILL BE JUST MEMORIES
When I was young my younger sister died
She was a cute 3 years old
I still think about her all these years
Then my maternal grandmother died
I was there to attend her funeral
I walked right to her resting place
I cried all the way
She was the one always defended me
Against my mother
I was the one challenging authority
The years of teen I knew my rights
I never forget what my mother did to me
Luckily I had no scars….
When I was working
I saw my colleague’s father demise
I went there to support
Looking at death
It was nothing new to me
I had seen death many times
No life no soul nothing to hide
It is just a gateway for another chance
Somewhere in a world
Our minds can’t see at all
Then my youngest brother died
Of an illness late in the morning
I rushed home to see him
He was dead body was warm
I kissed his forehead wished him goodbye
Last my brother in law too
Got dengue fever died in hospital
I saw his face balloon twice his size
In death as in sleep
Naturally gone to a place beyond our mind
There were many
In my life I saw
The years of knowing
It will be just memories
In my mind dreaming about them
The shared words and friendship
The laughter and smile
It will come on a lonely spell
This is life for crying out loud!
NURIN ALERT
EX-ISA DETAINEE AWARDED $2.5 MILLION
courtesy from malaysiakini.com
Hooray finally justice is done! Ex-ISA detainee Abdul Malek Hussin won his case in the High Court on "unlawfully arrested, detained and beaten up while in police cutody in 1998" (quote from The Star) High Court Judge Hishamudin Mohd Yunus granted an award of $2.5 million to Abdul Malek Hussin. The Judge went on to say on record that "The behaviour of the defendants is inhuman, cruel and despicable, as the plaintiff was not just arrested and detained unlawfully for 57 days but was also subjected to a vile assault, unspeakable humiliation, prolonged physical and mental ill-treatment" He also added that the arrest and detention smacked of "mala vide" done for political purposes than internal security. What will the PM do now? Appeal to Court of Appeal to quash the verdict? Before he thinks about it, he should remember what Rahim Noor did to Anwar Ibrahim on the famous one black eye episode. It happened during the former PM Tun Dr Mahathir administration. I know all along that the police mistreat detainees whether criminals or political detainees. During my younger days in the kampong I had seen those village guys got arrested and punched while holed up in the "black maria" When they were brought to lock up, they were subjected to inhuman tortures though they didnt show any physical injuries. Walloped with hose pipes, stripped naked sat on block ice blowing by a fan, punched on the stomach for internal injuries, kicked on the legs and thighs, long hours of interrogation without food and drink, providing lack of sleep to these political detainees or gangsters or any one who was arrested. As far as I could remember nobody could identify the police officers. They poor souls were blind-folded sometimes blows came in so many directions that any macho tough guy would cry in pain. When these tough village guys were released, some went to seek treatment from the Chinese medical halls for remedies to their internal injuries. These people didnt seek the modern doctors because these doctors would inform them that they didnt suffer any injury on their bodies. The village gangsters always told me not to join or follow them. They said it wasnt worth it. Now finally a Judge wrote on his judgement on police injustices to prisoners in the prisons or lock-ups. Now i HOPE THE OTHER POLICE OFFICERS SHOULD BE HAULED UP FOR INVESTIGATIONS AND CHARGED ACCORDINGLY.(My late youngest brother too had his experiences in the lock-up. He told me a bit of it. When he saw any high ranking officer he shivered with fear in his eyes. Maybe he thought the officer was going to catch him or what....mind you he had his own followers in his group. Though I told him years ago, he didnt listen. I asked my brother in law why these tough guys shit in their pants.......he said the police had its own methods to instil fear into these tough guys. He is the deputy OCPD where I believe he had his hands too on my late youngest brother. When the two met, they remained cordial)
Thursday, October 18, 2007
ON THE DARK LINE
Here lies the shadow
Eyes staring to the sky
Words can’t describe
Nothing flow in the mind
The dark lines flow
Searching for a way to go home
Along the dark edges
Where light seems out of reach
Is it true about the mind?
Imagining whirlpool of silly things
Shooting blindly at the stars
Knowing it can’t be had
The sparkles fall
Eyes staring to the sky
The journey of the dark line
It is one making it
The dark clouds hovering in the mind
For nothing really
Yet it is the mind
Doing it for nothing
On the dark line
NO RESPONSE ON LINGAM TAPE
No response
The panel sits and waits
The secretariat never calls
Nobody comes to tell story
What is the use panelist?
Prolonging the agony
The government knows it
The people broker behind the scenes
The truth must be told
You have no power no control
What is the use panelist?
You know it
Even before you accept the post
Tell me who wants to tell story
When no protection to hide a face
In the country of mysterious deaths
Hit by killers pay for money
The hired assassins on the prowl
Don’t you think it is hard to find
People walk tell you stories
Tomorrow you may read the obituary
No sirs!
No protection no story
It is through Royal Commission of Inquiry
It will do the trick
The truth will be told
Right on that panelist
DONT WASTE RAKYAT MONEY
ALWAYS BE PREPARED
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
WHAT LEADS POLICE?
EVERYBODY HAS A CHANCE
Everybody also has a second try
On a journey of one’s life
It doesn’t end just because of a wrong horse betting
It is just a good decision then
When principle comes into play
One has to decide
The road of wrong turning
The road of sweet success
In life nobody can predict its fate
This is the way where life has to be
The adventures any which way you pick
You cry or you laugh
You make your choices then
The heavy load or the path of gold
You won’t know until you make a choice
It is worst for those who never made
They always think to do this and that
It never comes; it never happens
No choices no adventures
Sad really when one can’t make a choice
Make one live with the adventure
Of light of dark of sparkling wink
Do it to taste your picking choice
Wrong one you still have second try
WILL THERE BE A NEW CHIEF JUSTICE?
MY BROTHER IN LAW PASSED AWAY
I got a call today
My brother in law died of dengue fever
No saying goodbye
Leaving his wishes unfulfilled
Thinking about his life on Earth
Children, grandson and his wife
On a house never belong to them
The last time I saw him
About many months ago
Nobody could say
When death stalks the door
I view death as a rebirth
On another land beyond our minds
Somewhere in one of the planets
We don’t see it
Until the time arrives
We are born to earn credit points
On Earth we must make it right
So when the time comes to say goodbye
On the land beyond our minds
It is much easy to make the landing
When one wakes up in a new beginning
So long brother Tan
Go find my youngest brother
You won’t feel lonely
You have company
Goodbye brother
May God always bless you
On your journey to paradise
COMMITTEE OH COMMITTEE AGAIN
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
PAYING MY LAST RESPECT
Monday, October 15, 2007
DOLLAH SAYS HIS WAY
Oh moonlight bay
The Dollah sings his way
Sailing on his yacht
Forgetting about the floods
The storm brewing
What more he wants to say?
He wants to sing his way
To his lady on moonlight bay
You can’t hide
The truth will come out to say
Dollah tries through his 4th floor boys
Pin up story sick on the bed
Oh on an island back home
I know a place back in the country
On the island of legend
There is a beach
Once the locals called Moonlight Bay
Sandy beach quiet place
Now hotels sit on it retaining the beach
The Dollah sings his way
“I want my lady to stay with me
On Moonlight Bay
I have you for all my days”
I VIEW DEATH IS REBIRTH
MERSING TRAGEDY
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Mersing ferry tragedy.............the enforcement officers in the Marine dept hasnt learned its lessons. Once we had the tragedy of the ferry to Langkawi. No licence not enough life jackets yet the ferry was allowed to ferry passengers to Tioman. Now with the tragedy, the agency said there was no licence issued to the ferry. I think the police should charge the operater/directors for this tragedy. It is no used accepting excuses or holding enquiry to determine what went wrong. No licence charge for the offence. The directors shouldnt allowed to escape. Treat them like criminals for lives had been lost. This is like murder to me. Knowing that there was no licence and insufficient live jackets and the ferry hadnt been checked properly by the marine dept for the seaworthiness, the directors shouldnt be allowed to escape liability. It is best they are put in jail until the probe is over. No bail should be allowed. In this way the other ferry operators will take the necessary precautions to maintain safety for the passengers while on the sea
Sunday, October 14, 2007
A NEAR ACCIDENT
Saturday, October 13, 2007
TIME TO CHANGE
Friday, October 12, 2007
WALKED IN JUSCO
SELAMAT HARI RAYA
NURIN SUSPECTS RELEASED
Nurin courtesy The Star
The suspects in Nurin murder case released. Now the police is back to zero. The published photokits of a man and a woman remain as such as no new evidence emerged to solving the case. I presume the leads now are nowhere near to finding the murderer(s) of the poor 8 years old girl. Will there be light for her dead soul? Everything for now turns cold. Yesterday the police released the pictures captured on CCTV cameras done by the FBI in USA but it wasnt clear shots as such it is difficult to identify the man and the group in the car. It is still cold on this lead...................But the police says it has several leads on this case. I pray the police find the culprits soon before another victim falls on this Raya celebration. Every one is so busy shopping and window shopping that parents sometimes forget about their children towing with them. I had seen it happened before. Now I think it has become the urban hunting grounds for the criminals. Think about. It has no difference with our ancestors of millions years ago. They went hunting, killed their preys and brought the loot home to share. Back in modern society, go to work, con job, sweet talking, telling lies, then captured the preys, locked them up, abused them or molest them and rape them, kill them and dump them in public places at night or early morning or buried them in remote areas or in the jungle or in the slope of mountain...............The society has forgotten to love thy neighbours; this is why criminals have a field day targetting innocent victims in the shopping malls or in the neighbourhoods and dont forget about the money too ( a root of the many evils ahhhhhhh)
Thursday, October 11, 2007
THE 9TH GOD FESTIVAL
A FIRST MALAYSIAN IN SPACE
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Now Malaysia walks a bit taller
Amongst the developed nations
Telling Malaysia on the rise
In the country
PM, his cabinet and the people
Smiling happily for the occasion
The blast off perfect
A doctor in space
Yet I am not jubilant
Our space is our backdoors
The leaders pocket billions
Not to walk tall but tall in money
Leaving the people poor
Finding life hard to live by
This is wool over the eyes
Let the people forget sometimes
Excavating billions out of the nation
Leaving pittance for the people
And the people celebrate
All colors in one unity
The billions walk away
Out of their eyes
They think it is for space exploration
Malaysia walks tall
Backdoors the poor cry
The millions can be used
To feed and upgrade them
Though I am happy
We have a Malaysian in space
Yet my heart bleeds
For the poor and needy
And the economy………..
Ah….this is Malaysia Bolih
What more can I say
Money talks my friend
So the people will forget
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
SHE IS 68 YEARS OLD
She is 68 years old
Many suitors come to her door
Searching for a life partner
Maybe heart of gold
Elderly guys walking by
Eyes short never mind
As long as they can find
Partners to share their lives
She is 68 years old
Looking for a man in her life
Many came to look at her
One is a 25 years old guy
She is 68 he is 25
He thought she has the experience
A stable life
But she can’t accept him
He is like a boy
Too young to know about life
Unless she is like Elizabeth Taylor
Money runs into millions
Then perhaps it will be a different story
Searching for a life partner
She is 68
Searching for a partner
Sharing out her golden years
With some one special
So she thinks she wants to do
In her life before she goes away
THE WOMEN'S RACE
The Iron lady marches on
The Cyber trooper boss eats mails
What the outcome in next year poll?
Will there be a challenge of Wanita Chief post?
The groundwork is laid
The grumblings go to the women
Fight it out in the ring
The guys ogle in silence
The supporters and detractors
Each claims to know the truth
Nothing will be known
Until the powerful lord says it so
The women fight
The guys watch in spirit and dime
With popcorn in paper bags
Pop it up let the changes light
The Iron lady watches
Rust succumbs on its railings
Aging process time to go
Enough has been said
Exit the door before it collapses
The Cyber trooper’s chief
Gear it up in space
Mischievous devices plug-in holes
Time to go up
Otherwise go down in empty space
The traffic signals a race
Will there be a F1 car?
Will there be a super-bike face?
It is too early to decide
The light is still red
The contestants just warming up
Putting perfume and scarves
Waiting for a signal
Then they will decide
The windy wind crying
Cloudy clouds misty sky
The temperature is rising
Hot or cold nobody knows
Every one waiting
For the flag to signal
Let there be a race