let bee anne go

You can't allow Bee Anne

To do the same business all over

They are running scared

You better finish it while you can

The leaders always say

They have the experience

To dig holes to fall

This is what they had been doing

Our nation wealth

Gone with the wind

They don't want to explain

They just write off

They think they are the owners

Of the land and wealth

So they can do as they please

Time to vote them out

We can't allow them to stay

We shouldn't feel sorry for them

We are the fools for decades

Now we should make amends

The country is crying

It is time to make the change

We must have the power to decide

It is our destiny to correct past mistakes

he can't get it on

The popularity rating

The black knight sleeps easy

On the hill of darkness

Only the spot lights bloom

Somehow he feels cheated

He doesn't have the confidence

He can't gallop to the city square

He knows he will receive rotten eggs

He has become the Santa Claus

Giving out aids for propping up his image

Using taxpayers monies for his projects

He can't fool the people for long

Now he dreams

Saddling on his black horse

As he gallops for his battles

He finds fire surrounding him

He calls for help

Shouting to charge the fire

He must be a fool doing that

The fire takes hold he stares in horror

When he struggles to get wake up

The spot lights tripped into darkness

He knows it is a bad omen

The palace is sinking and he knows it

dirty public toilets

Dirty public toilets

It never changes all these years

You pay money yet it is filthy

Enforcement always weak

Tourists complain

Locals get angry

What do the authorities do?

Issue statements and a job done

Will they go for the constant enforcement?

They don't say they give out to the contractors

Dirty public toilets we hear so often

We are immune to this mentality

Visit Perak Year

Are the players in government serious?

Go now to check on public toilets

At least once a week what say you?

life is full of up and down

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Life is full of up and down

Once you get to know it

You will live with ease

There is no such thing as free

You can see the bad

You can see the good

You can touch the evil

You can touch the light

In your mind

There it lies

You don't have to go far

Life is full of up and down

Once you get to know

You will live knowing you aren't alone

Even angels and gods too have theirs

So take the challenges and go forth fighting

burying in water

The royal town of Klang

The flash floods got havoc

Buried deep in 4 feet of water

It caused anger and headaches

My home town once it was

It was green then massive developments

Without proper drainage systems

And the people's habits...

The decades of sludge and debris

It came to haunt Klang

Till today Klangians never learn

The indifferent attitude rules

Once I could go fishing

Along the border of Klang river

Now it is polluted

The years of the wooden bridge..

Now they woke up

The water of 4 feet deep

Would they learn?

After the clean up?

People of Klang

And people in other states

This isn't the end of the story

It will show reruns...

it hangs there with the wind

The body pieces

It never leaves the world

It hangs there with the wind

The closure hasn't done yet

The culprits of a murder

Some fools got the fall

The hooded heads in court

Nobody knew in public

The patience of waiting

For the fire to extinguish

Only then the spirit will seek

The way of closure of a death

The body pieces

Scattered every inch of the ground

The death was horrible...

It hangs there with the wind

the negatives flow

The negatives flow

Every page of a life

It is always there

It makes life moving

The life of many

Let it play its way

In the mind it will evolve

The experience of many changes

Don't let the thoughts scare

The bridges will always be there

The negatives flow of a life

Dig it in and come out a better light

It's the way

Life of the forces page

Let the tear fall but don't do stupid things

The pages of a life good things at the end

the puma women

young women

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The Puma women on the prowl

In the cities they hunt their preys

The silver haired men walking on the streets

The old guys driving expensive cars

They want the guys

The experience and skills

They want them for that

Riding the piggy banks

The older women may frown

“Hey sisters you have your time

Now it's our turn to get the crumbs

The salt and pepper hair guys!”

The Puma women

They come right at you

The Puma women

They want to smoke you dry

Now in the cities

The Puma women

They don't let you hide

They want the action out of you

The Puma women

They know they have the time

The beauty and intelligence

So the salt and pepper men better don't hide

learn it from The Lord

They tell you to dream BIG

They never tell you how hard it is!

You believe these motivators

They have strings of titles

They never tell you

Each person has a different take

They lumped all of you

In the basket and yell “You can make it!”

My scout master was much better

“Do the small you will get the most

You get the success in every turn

It makes you difference to try the BIG!”

Turn the pages in the scriptures

You don't have to spend money to acquire it

It is there the Lord words in print through the ages

“Believe in Me you will find success in your Life!”

susan boyle - never give up a dream

susan boyle

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Once she wanted to sing

She dreamed to be a star

All the years she tried

She volunteered to sing in the church

The young age turned old

She never forgets her dream

She honed her skill singing for The Lord

All the years she never gives it up

One day the circle came to town

She entered the contest to sing

The judges ignored her when she stood

When she sung she made them listen!

Overnight she became a star

The sensation spread of her beautiful voice

The Lord may have played His part

He gave her the wish to sing to the world

Now she is a star

She cut 2 albums sold 16 million copies

iTune recorded a 500 millions hit

“I dreamed a dream”

The poor woman she made it

She never forgets her dream

She never forgets her church

The Lord is smiling with her

Now there is a musical

About her life story

Susan Boyle she is a star

Never give up on your dream!

the frogs came out to croak

The frogs came out to croak

The pond was full of water

The flash floods and heavy rain

They croaked into the wild

The people didn't want to listen

They croaked until they grew red

Who could believe them?

They sold their souls to the black hooded man

He didn't want to cut them away

The tall grasses high season to trim

He found the frogs who begged for their lives

So he made a pact and they croaked

The raining season had a bearing

They knew they couldn't refuse

The rising water in the pond

They had to play their croaking music

the tricksters

The tricksters on the streets

They talked of the many sweet things

They could promise you heaven

They showed you magic

They never told the truth

They lied to you all the times

They made you believe

The greed and fear in your mind

They didn't tell you the truth

They just wanted you to fall

They wanted your money and body

They knew the weaknesses...

They knew they could

The stories they could tell

They talked of many sweet things

They never told the truth

think about it

Cancer the devil smile

The dreaded disease every one runs

As far away as the world can hide

The word itself sends shiver down the spine

Other life threatening diseases

The people can accept without fear

When it is cancer, the imagination runs high

The sleep will not come easy in the night

Drugs companies make money

The huge profits on human misery

The drugs and chemotherapy

Causing money woes to the people

Billions spent through the decades

The breakthrough isn't around yet

What they have is like hit and run

If you are lucky you escape death

In the garden of God's creation

The natural combatants to fight dreaded diseases

Like cancer where we feel the black evil is at the door

We dare not closed our eyes just in case he opens..

BOK CHOY, BRUSSELS SPROUTS, CABBAGE

BROCCOLI, MUSTARD, GRAPES SEEDS

These are the natural healing power for the body

Healthy body will make the diseases fall

the changes through anwar

He had suffered the blues

The anointed to the jail bird

Any lesser man would have given up

The life miseries hard to stomach

He had learned his humility

In prison it could make a difference

From the ashes of disgrace

He could make it fly

Yet outside of prison

The gates were open

There were conspirators

Wanting him back in

He took it on

Crossing the bridge

Knowing the black dogs waiting

The onslaught of attacks

He never gave it up

He carried and charged

Face it up and smile

“I stood the 15 rounds!”

He is still the best bet

The country needs him

He will bring the necessary changes

For he has learned his lessons

Anwar Ibrahim

For now he is the man

The country and people hope

Bring on the changes don't hesitate!

don't blow it all away

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When you make it

Don't blow it all away

History of cases

Of sportsmen losing all

The drugs and booze

Women and songs

All for what?

To be in the news!

Now the stories

Of these sportsmen

Wasted their millions

Forgotten and dumped

Who will remember?

The sad stories of these sportsmen

Once they had the wealth

Now they are a crying shame

the evil of the mind

The evil of the mind

It never goes a way

It is there for a reason

To tell we aren't alone

We live in light and dark

What else we don't know?

The evil of the mind

It makes we worry in our minds

The darkness shadows

It keeps us on check

Don't we see them?

At the back of us all the time

The season we forget

The evil we may do

The darkness of our minds

We pay for our transgressions

the uniform of blue

If only they realize

The uniform they wear

To serve and fight for the country

Color blind is the order of the day

The uniform of blue

It's the game it is played

The rules and the law

Color blind they allegedly forget

The history of cases

On the ruling elites and supporters

The uniform of blue opening files

The chain of investigations a tortoise walk

Now it's the time

Set up an independent body

To mete out investigations and punishment

Without fear or favor

the life of many parts

The life of many parts

You live with it all the times

You can't separate it even if you try

It is the sum of the whole

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The bad moon rising

It happens every now and then

You can't escape it

You have to know

You can't blame every one

It is telling you a tale

You have to move out

Looking inside your cage

What's causing it?

The bad moon rising

Sit at a quiet corner

Visualize the images

N ow that you realize

Mix it with your smile

It brings back the shine

It isn't difficult to try

the old lies let it dies

You can say a few lies

You can't say all the times

The old lies let it dies

Why bring it up one more time?

You have no clues

You say it like today

It is old news but you pretend

You say it to prop up your image

You walk to the stage

You know your life sinks

Down to the sewers of debris

It is there you should lie

You can say a few lies

You can't say all the times

The sea of human eyes

They say” the old lies let it dies”

the last of the party line

June or September?

The black knight struggles

The way he thinks he should win

Then he sees the sea of lights

He isn't too sure now

Independent survey says he was high

He couldn't smile looking into his mirror

“Will I live to be the knight?”

The last of the party line

The black knight struggles

The woes he has seen

The back stabbing in the dark

Now he plots and plans

Using the agencies to prop up his stage

And the black running dogs

They are running everywhere

Then he checks his mirror

He only sees his ship on fire

The sea of lights dancing in the open sea

Slowly crumbling into the depths of the darkness

The last of the party line

No matter what back doors ride

The change will hit the mind

Enough of the spinning tales of lies

our debts our burden

Our huge debts of $455 billion

The country will drawn in the sea of red

What are the government ministers doing?

They spend like no tomorrow!

The PIGS and FAB are worried

The countries will face the severe tests

The down grade of its status

While PIGS has cried for help

Greece will spook us

Yet our government awake or asleep?

It seems the finance ministers are dreaming

Paper money doesn't count as profit

It's the tangible value and cash

You can't live with something isn't there

The flooding is reaching the door

Yet they say we will not drown!

Citizens of the country

You have a choice to pick

Don't waste it when the time comes

Don't pick the wrong party!

the will of the people

The rumours have gone

The political funding of ameeno

Millions had gone into it

To buy for non contests in the election

It will be the dirtiest election

The “Freddy's nightmare “ is coming true

Ameeno had allegedly tested it

In the last election in the South

The opposition candidate disappeared

He didn't show up for his contest

In that episode the seat was won uncontested

Now the claws of deceit hit the voters

Now “Freddy's nightmare”

The rumours of millions in the pot

The buying of candidates will be earnest

Flash them the millions see them fall...

When change needs arrive

Nothing will stop the crusade

The will of the people

They don't want to be conquered

the clogged drains

The drains along the roads

The drains along the village

Once it was free flow

The fishes jumped for joy

The progress came

Mass developments drains clogged

The natural flow diverted

The bottle neck jammed in the drains

The rivers tributaries

Crying every day to stop the unkindly sight

Of humans who couldn't care less

They just dumped rubbish into the drains

Along the way it clogged the flow

Slowly the fishes died of toxic wastes

The rivers cry for our compassion

The humans never listened

They called themselves educated

When reality strikes, they just illiterate

They forget about Nature

They plunder and destroy her home

Now Nature hit back

The flash floods rising

Every time of heavy rain

Teaching the humans “respect my home”

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Time will change

The remote villages around

The routes of tourism

People from outside will arrive

The taste of village life

The taste of special brew of tea

The taste of ethnic cooking dishes

The outsiders will flock to try

The world we live in

The concrete jungles abound

Highrise buildings and motor vehicles

The simple life has all gone

The field of space

The luxuries of natural flow

The city folks hold on to it

Time will change

So the city folks

Fly to tourist spots

Of village life and lakes

Feel the moment at peace

the night of dreams

The night of dreams

On the quiet lake

The dark shadows row

Sliding the water

The moonlit night

The rays of golden showers

On the dark lake

The beating of ripples

On the shore

The dogs bark in unison

The echo of warning

Of the night of darkness

The dark shadows turn

The red eyes of the torchlight

It glows on the shore

The dogs stay quiet..

the end of his time

An independent survey

Ran it on the popularity chart

The black knight got a high mark

It seemed the score was high

In the corridor of power

The darkness never changed

He saw the long shadow of black

“Where was the light?” he wondered

The dark whispering with the breezes

The Mongolian beauty floating in the dark

Afraid to hold a tribunal on the former police chief and AG

The scandals clogging up the Pahang river

He looked at the chart

He couldn't smile with ease

The darkness overshadowed his euphoria

“You help me, I help you” treat

He knew he couldn't escape

The narrow corridor closing on him

The last of the line to hold the party

He knew it was the end of his time

where have the lovers gone?

 

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Where have the lovers gone?

In the dim light of the night

They have gone to the far city

Dancing in the twilight

The converge of many colors

It strings the night of red and blue

The songs of wine, women and men

In the far away mind of paradise

Do you know where the lovers gone?

Leaving the empty boats anchoring at the lake

There is silent and silent tear

The ripples of lost love spreading wide

In the silent of the night

The whispering breezes laugh

Why go so far away?

When love is at first light!

the tears will never stop

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The tears will never stop

When Nature take her way

On the greed of Man

Looting without tomorrow

She has sent signals

Through the ages of time

Once it was 40 days of rain

The whole planet sunk in water

The memory may have forgotten

These horrifying days of the past

Nature keep sending signals

Do we listen to her cry?

The natural streams and rivers

Most of it blocked for progress

About Nature rights Man forgets

For tomorrow seems far away

The tears will never stop

Nature cry for Man

The memory of 40 days rain

Man seems to forget