the painted face

The ugly face of Amno

Afraid to show how it got

Painted over with ink

People knew long ago

The card of race and religion

Sometimes throwing the royalty into the ring

It wants to project the role of guardianship

Paving the way for a single race

The painted face hiding the truth

Rearing the farm out boys to fool

The people shouldn't fall for it

The future will be bad if we fail

It is time to make a new

The footprints of our nation

The ugly face of Amno

The painted face to hide its true colour

the brutus trap

The Brutus trap

A leader will fall

Silence isn't the way

When things become heated and prey

The fall guys

Somebody has to pay

Letting the farm out boys

Running free to antagonize

The multi-racial society

With all kinds of religion

The tolerance and harmony

Nobody should try to divide

As the trends go

The society is trapped

With a leader who can't decide

The style of managing of affairs

The frugality he forgets

Those years learning the hardship

The Brutus trap is running

A leader has to fall

izzy and caly

You may not hear it today

The duo hasn't formed to play

In the future we hardly know

Maybe it will happen one day

The two young girls

Messing around with guitars

Strumming it away giggling too

The laughter only they know

Izzy and Caly

The cousins each from different country

Once they meet they will play

The dolls in Caly's place

They imagine the stage

Izzy coined their stage name

The Super Star Lovely Sisters

The future still unknown

Now they play

The guitars each try to imitate

Maybe one day they will

The Super Star Lovely Sisters

loong cai

Loong Cai in his best dress

For the Horse Year he smiles

In the morning of the sun light

He looks at his sister

Just awake after her long dream at night

The small and big pails

The green and red in colour

Loong Cai tries to play with it

For a while it keeps him interested

It never holds it long

Loon Cai will roam

Looking for new interest

In his eyes and mind

Once he stands for awhile

Raising his height as he tries

The expression on his face

The soft exertion of doing his business

When he is done with it

He will continue to walk

Back to the green and red pails

With a square transparent plastic cover on his face

In the morning light

Loong Cai smiles in his bright

Sometimes he will make his noises

Always wanting to get his way

the shadows move

The shadows move

Along the dark tall trees

Creeping silently with the wind

With eyes of red the hooded heads

The twilight light

Covering the maze of the night

The shadows creep along

Always aware of the silence

The branches of green

Scattered among the branches

Holding court tampering evidence

Along the dark tall trees

Occasionally the crying

The echo of the wind it seems

But is it really?

As the night casting its net

The web of spiders

The silver lining spread

The protection of the night

The bad luck for the insects

Yet the shadows move

Among the tall dark trees

The eyes of red the hooded heads

The silent echo branding the night

Sometimes it is said

The walk of the ghosts

Telling the living

“You aren't alone”

the hot day

The sunny light

Beaming in the sky

Wake up in the morning

The sun says

The bathing rays

Spreading its golden beams

The hot day ahead

Nobody wants to notice

The silence for a while

The dogs and cats keep quiet

Of yesterday's night firecrackers

Shaking them to hide

The Horse King gallops

In the morning of the rising sun

The applause on its coronation

The sun branding its rays

the galloping horse

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The galloping horse

Brushing with the wind

In midnight express

The throne of a king

The bags of goods

The peace and prosperity

Singing it along

The cool breezy wind

The thundering hooves

The spreading of smokey cheers

The smoke of mists

Rising to the air

On the throne

The Horse King commands

The days ahead

He shakes his hooves

The bell rings

The Horse King commands

“Don't expect an easy ride

The bumpy road ahead!”

The Spring of a new season

The banners of Kong Xi Fa Cai

The Horse King commands

“The days ahead just enjoy the rides”

the black kitten 2

The black kitten

Meowing at the first floor

Of a double storey house

Finding how to come down

The Indian woman called

The black kitten tried

Walking backwards on the ledge

Finding her way

She tested her paw

On the edge to gauge the distance

She found it but afraid to jump

The mother cat came

The mother cat meowed

The black kitten looked down

The mother cat jumped over the fence

Showing the kitten how it was done

The Indian woman called

The black kitten judged her distance

She lost her grip and fell

But she was safe she jumped over the fence

the horse king

The King Snake

He takes his bow soon enough

He spins his tales

The poison darts fly

It is how we take

The moments we get hit

Will we live in peace?

Will there be a stinging pain?

The King Snake slides around

Taking back his belonging

Tidying up his space

He has given his best

So he thinks he has

The intense religious hiccups

The costs rising hurting pockets

He can only look taking his leave

The Wooden Horse King

Gallops down to take his place

Breathing fire knowing he has much to do

The calm body the eyes of concerned

By midnight of the hour

The Wooden Horse King ascends the throne

He can't have his honeymoon

The Snake King leaves too much poison

The Horse year

The race to make it

With so many hurdles on the field

It will not be smooth galloping

the love of life

The web of time

The love of life

It comes a second round

It will last in paradise

The years may have gone

The footprints drawing in the mind

It is a just a passage of time

Now the love of life

The summer cool breezes

Weaving through the passage of time

Beyond the wonders of a new life

It never ends in the mind

The familiar faces

Old and new coming far and near

The familiar tune of melodies

The love of life

the little daredevil

The little daredevil

He isn't afraid to get the stunt

He thinks he can do many

Sliding down the sofa

Bending backwards

The face of smile

Trying to touch the ground

The little daredevil

Though he walks unsteady

He tries to run quickly

Occasionally he falls down

He never cries

He gets up and walks

As if nothing happens to him

The little daredevil in the house

Only the adults watching closely

paradise isn't for many

Learn the scriptures

Know what it says

Don't follow blindly

For paradise isn't for many

Trying to spread lies

Trying to antagonize

Because somebody pays you

You don't see the gate of heaven

Believe me

You will cry all day

Even you kneel down

Nobody will hear you

The insincerity of a action

Bring it to the open to satisfy a greed process

For the simple reason of a greed of power

The devil's fire await the wayward

Don't play with religion

They are many trying to con you

Doing the dirty work telling of paradise

While you get burned and cried

too many illegals

Too many illegals

They came here for a reason

The money easy to come by

They need it to survive

They know they are needed

With low pay and hard working

Under the sun they toil

Just to get food and shelter

The locals a bit choosy

Some go to South of the border

Where the earning power is greater

They want to retire earlier

The vacuum in the local market

The illegals will arrive in secret

The police and immigration don't explain

Putrajaya keeping a close eye

So here we see

The illegals crowded in the city

In the outskirts of Kuala Lumpur

The illegals move easily

the small boy walks

The small boy walks

Though unsteady but he can

Walking to any place

His eyes see

Leaving him alone

He puts his palms on the coffee table

Drumming it to make sound

Then he will smile

He walks to the display cabinet

His eyes watching the miniature cats display

Pointing his small index finger

He looks at it wanting to play

He enjoys his walk

Once the shoes are put on

He knows he is going for sightseeing

He never refuses to tag along

This is Loong Cai

Back here for his holidays

He will listen to a few Cantonese words

The language he has to learn

the church attacked

The church attacked

The banners put up on display

We can guess why it happened

Somebody paid to do the act

The tension caused

The disunity flew

It was the intention

Causing the downfall

Of the Putrajaya leaders

They were sleeping in their world

Now the undermining efforts

The web of Brutus

The previous incidents of the past

The police will know who play the game

Don't tell us they can't find the ring

The seed of disunity causing the downfall

The sane people will stay united

They know the nation need the most

The united people bring the success

Only the web of Brutus hits the gong

place to stay

Which place to stay?

The couple who got married

After a while the friction

They didn't agree

The wife wanted to stay

The place she was born

Delivery her baby

She wanted to be near home

The man couldn't accept

He couldn't take the flight

He wanted his wife to stay with him

In his home town so he said

Finally the wife petitioned

A divorce out of the dilemma

The court granted her request

Now the man lived alone

In marriage compromises

How strong is the bond in love?

In this case ego seems the way

So the final parted goodbye

the cost will blow in

The cost of hawkers' food

The hawkers give notice

The price will increase

On the year of the wooden horse

There is no way to maintain

The same prices of last year

With the costs increasing

The public have to pay

Now don't say just eat at home

The costs will not hide away

The gas and electricity

The labour and water

Don't forget the time

Cleaning and mopping up the house

The housewives may not like it

The oily stain floating in the air

So the cost will blow in

Like it or not we will feel it

The light pockets and angry minds

We better decide the next time around

let khalid run his show

The musical chair in PKR

The personal ambition should put aside

It is the people and State matter

Work for them not for personal satisfaction

Undermining Khalid in Selangor

The Chief Minister is doing a good job

You don't try to back stab for good work

This is Brutus operations

Let Khalid run his show

He knows what is best for Selangor

Let no others try to undermine his efforts

It is doing a disservice to Selangor

PKR should stop playing the musical chair

Enough of the games the people seem getting annoyed

When the good efforts gained they seem bend to destroy

Let Khalid run his show for heaven's sake!

we don't need a religious police

We don't need a religious police

Why must we pay for the double work?

The police can handle it honestly

Why must the taxpayers funded it?

Maybe of the 51,000 graduates

Unemployed in any sectors so far

This isn't the way to play the number

The civil servant list already bloated

Only Putrajaya thinks otherwise

The country's economy the leaders better work hard

Cut the expenses cut the greed and corruption

Not by establishing another branch of police work

No doubt it is a religious matter

But who will pay the bill in the end?

It is the taxpayers so why the double work?

With leaders who can't think straight I suppose

the cats lost their lives

The fire in the building

The cats got trapped in the apartment

The owner wasn't at home

The cats jumping high and low

The fire spread the heat and smoke

Neighbours ran out to safer ground

The running feet on the steps

There was no time to look back

The cats of 3

One ran to the room

There was no escape

It died with fire and smoke

The other 2 cats

Jumped through the open window

19 storey plunging down to the ground

The cats didn't survive the fall

The gravity sucked them in

The cats were dead

The children looked

Nothing could save them

The female owner came

When she was informed of her renting unit

She cried seeing her cats died

It would be a while before she looked for another

putrajaya sleeps

Putrajaya sleeps

The darkness in its dreams

The way out of a dilemma

The solution passing the buck

The monkey jumps

From tree to tree

Staring at the distant bananas

The yellow skin ripe in the eyes

Across the river

The sleeping crocodile wakes

Eyes staring at the monkey

“Don't try to jump!”

The commotion on the water

The river piranha splashes

The crocodile walks on shore

“You are so stupid!”

The monkey jumps

The losing grip it falls

Right into the death trap

Of the biting whores of time

When Putrajaya wakes up

The leaders think they are clever

Telling the people where they stand

There is no solution only empty talk!

the political strays

The political strays

In the stage of politics

You will see them behave

With money they will do

Even in demonstrations

You can see the crowd

The big boys will pay

The insignificant strays stand

In the hot sun with banners

Shouting words to incite hatred

The world they believe in

The money in their pockets

The political strays

They have no allegiance

Itis the money they earned

It is their way of making a living

the guitar chords of our lives

The guitar chords of our lives

The open chords and minor keys

It is how we played the progression

It is there the melody

When we can't string a song

We shouldn't blame anybody at all

It is our skills lacking in melody

We don't see the way of change

We shouldn't play songs

Learning from the masters

Without understanding how it is done

We will forever be a puppet

We must learn how it is done

Learn the basic and theory involves

In no time we can stand on our own

On the stage jamming the lives away

take out the parasites

The farm out boys

They want to flesh their muscles

Fighting for their own kind

The world they live in

The master pays

He behaves the good guy

Behind the scenes the plots

Of the race regime

The outsiders will believe

The moderate he behaves

The moderate modern country

Behind the scenes the plots

Now the knives are out

The slices of the cake begins

The plots of the farm out boys

Pay us or else they scream

The country needs a regime change

Take out the parasites once and for all

Let the country free of these radicals

They are nothing without a power base