don't be a fool to rush in

Driving late in the night

Sometimes in the early morning rise

Don't you you miss your bedtime?

The body needs its rest

The darkness in the night

Do you see the dark angel smile?

She is smiling for a good reason

You never learn your lessons

It is better late than be sorry

When the eyes are tired...

It is time to take a rest

Do it a favour stop by the road side

Close your eyes for a few minutes

It will help you to stay awake

Along the road of dimlit night

The dark angel picking up souls

So don't be a fool to rush in

Life is a gift to enjoy paradise

Know the rules and its pitfalls

You shouldn't forget you have only one life

Next time on the road

Stay alert all the times

Once you forget the dark angel smiles

You may not want to fall into her trap

too much

Too much paradise

In the life will make you lazy

You don't think what life will bring

You think only within the walls

Too much of everything

You are left without a choice

You can't bring your mind to decide

You sit down and grow fat

Too many bodyguards

You think you are a god or something

You believe you can't go wrong

One bullet it takes to make the difference

Too much in life

You better make good use of it

Once death makes its way

You have nothing on your journey

a child is born

In the morning of light

The crying of a child was born

In the hospital under C-section

The world gets a new light

A proud moment for the mother

A child she will be happy to have

The day and day and year and year

She will learn how to take care

There will be life changes

The perspective will be different

A child will bring the joy

The eyes will glow

The sleepless nights

The waking hours will be changed

A child will bring the differences

Of a day of many adjustments

It is worth the efforts

Of a child walking into life

The cycle will begin

The grandparents will be happy all day

the dark angel

Read of death every day

The dark angel just waits at the corner

Sharpening his tool of trade

Waiting for the fools who never want to live?

In Penang a man wrapped in bedsheet

Laid him down on the pavement

Is it something to learn for the police?

A sign of protest or a religious cult?

A murder in open challenge

“Catch me if you can!”

The police should work harder

Forget about catching political opponents

In Gua Temporong 4 young adults died

In the early morning they rushed back from Ipoh

Why couldn't they stay back then driving at 5.00am?

After a party now lives gone in the dark hour

Small cars the young adults wanted to speed

Didn't they know compact cars are death trap?

The safety isn't a top priority but price is...

Small cars are meant to cruise around towns or cities..

Don't drive when eyes are tired

You will see double vision the mind playing tricks

It is here where dark angel smiles wickedly

“You are a fool now I got you!”

you smoke

You smoke

On the road standing

The motorists passing by

You don't care

You look at the traffic lights

The red, yellow and green

It never wants to change

You smoke

Everyone waiting

At the red traffic light

In the night no temper flare

You don't care

You walk along

Hoping to catch a hopeful

The night is just beginning

You smoke

You see a man waving

One look you know he is trouble

You quickly make your exit

Before he can catch up

In the dark corner

You stop to take a breather

You smoke

Feeling safe for a while

hunting in the forest

How many times

When in the jungle

Don't get separated

The hunters of animals

So many reported accidental killings

Of fellow hunters mistaken as animals

The shots were fired death in the forest

Who was to blame for the death?

Hunting in the forest

The ghosts or evil angels roam

Don't forget to pray before you enter

Maybe some hunters forget

There are those who disappeared

For days in a daze in the forest

Nobody can find them

Until the spirits release their bodies

So in the jungle

Use sign languages

No name should be called

You never know who will imitate

the rain never sing

borrowed asianone.com/kelantan drought

The rain never sing

In the clouds it keeps hiding

The empty dams going to be

The worrying faces no colour no creed

No religion to say

Nature has come

Now we have to listen

The rain never sing

What to quarrel now?

The greedy and corrupted mind

The personal gratifications on the rise

Forgetting partners in living cycles

Nature has her ways

The hiccups on our daily living

Now we have to listen

We aren't the owners of the land

smoke on penang hill

penang hill on fire borrowed freemalaysiatoday.com

Penang Hill

The cool night breezes

The silence in the quiet night

The hilly people and tourists

The sunny day

The shady trees reflect the heat

The windy breezes on top of the hill

Once you retired one of the good places to stay

But Nature has her way

The hot spells in the country

The sparks ignite the hill fires

The smoke blowing in the air

The people in Penang

Wake up to see the smoke

In the day or in the night

Nature says “it isn't over yet”

the kittens on the roof

The two kittens on the roof

Been there for months hiding and walking

In the morning the kittens will come around

Eyes looking down to the ground

The mother cat sometimes arrive

Bringing food in plastic bag....

Jumping over the fence then hop to the roof

The 2 kittens will meow hungrily

The mother cat encourages the kittens to jump

The 2 kittens edge it closer to the end of the roof

Heads popping downwards measuring the distance

Hanging there for awhile before they walk away

Sometimes the Indian woman will throw food

Right on the roof top for the kittens

Cooing them to jump down from the roof top

The kittens just stay up looking at her

The mother cat will spend quality time

The 2 kittens hanging around on the roof

After a while the mother cat will jump down

The 2 kittens just look but stay on safer ground

success through practice

When you try once

You may not get the result

You may lose it

You may get frustrated

You think you have spent time

You think you have spent money

The end result is what you expected

But you fail in it

Take a car test

Some will pass it

Others will have to try again

Imagine the time and money spent

Even trying to hook up the opposite sex

The first move is the hardest to flow

Once you learn and accept your failures

Every time you do you will learn

Don't run away the first hello

You may get the rejection offer

Learn it quickly and come back again

Keep learning and trying the next level will flow

It is just like learning guitar

You learn all the chords, riffs and strums

Yet you can't play a song or a random melody

The work is to get it on with it learn and practice

We live to learn of failures

In time we will master it

It is the first step giving us the blue

Once it is mastered the rest is history

the water woes

The water woes

The hot spells in the country

States in a tight spot

Of water in the dams

The people are angry

What's the use people?

You don't want to change

You want more for your own

Now you see Nature sneezes

The hot spells falling on the nation

The water woes affecting every race

There is no political division

Perlis, Kedah, Negeri Sembilan

Malacca, Johore and Selangor

The water woes unsmiling faces

The temper rising the angry words

What's the use people?

The change you try to run away

Now the Nature makes us realize

We shouldn't be greedy and corrupted

the police still hunting

The bullets fly

The underworld assassins came

On motorbikes with pillion rider

The dead bodies on the side road

The police did try

But where it would end?

The corrupted cops in the ranks

As Macc had found out lately

The underworld leaders could play

The money and hiring killers to do a job

The illegals could be used to do a dirty work

They don't have records here

How else the police still can't find them?

The hired killers on the prowl.....

Death and money on the fall

The police had a tough time hunting

listen to the words

Listen to the words

It can change many times

The way of our lives

The political leaders try

It isn't really to our benefits

We lose more than we gain

The political leaders try

The smiling faces then they forget

When the goods are in the bags

They will go away forget us a long time

Until the next election they start to come

Telling us again the story of yesterday

We mustn't be afraid to change government

It is our right to pick and choose on our votes

We shouldn't allow a party to stay too long

They will think the are the lords

We have learned our lessons

The decades past and the recent election

This time we must really change

It is for the best for us and nation

the leaders just can't stay away

The sea of faces

Hands going up in the air

Everyone looking

Who want out?

The last threat

The Chinese didn't buy it

The voters punished Am Ci A

They lost tails between their legs

The last threat

They didn't get it

They suffered in humiliating defeat

Now they did the same thing

The promise to stay away

In the government of race

They just want the gravy train

Less than a year they can't stomach it

So now the leaders twist around

The Chinese don't need Am Ci A

It is only for those who wanted for themselves

After over 50 years what were the sold out?

Now the Kajang voters

They will again teach Am Ci A

Don't twist around to say

In the bin it's the better way

the sweet lamb

borrowed myownsweetthyme.com

The sweet lamb

On the road to a rough battle

On the rocky hill

In the hot sun

The hot breezes

She feels the heat

The sweet lamb

She has no choice

Putting up a front

The promises of her party

The party leaders can't hold it

The ringing bell they yearn to hear

Now the crumbling rocks

She can't run she can't hide

She is routed eyes wide open

The voice hardly sound

In a short while

The roasted lamb

On the tumbling rocks

Yesterday remembered

a few bad apples

A few bad apples

They wanted to spread ill feeling

Using religion, race and royalty

In the land of plenty

These farm out boys

They allegedly got the green light to say

Without any police action or prosecution

The way the speeches were reported

Even police report made

Nothing would come out of it

There was no hurry to interview them

There was no hurry to call them in

It was just a close one eye case

The files or report would be filed away

The police officers would pretend

What was there to say?

A few bad apples

They would make the whole nation looked bad

They weren't the custodian of the nation

They were the immigrants like most of us living here

With a government falling sleep

The farm out boys going out to make bush fires

Forgetting this is the nation belonging to all of us

This is the country we were born, live and die

A few bad apples

Why don't you look into the mirror?

Have you prayed to God lately?

The ashes of sin surely you don't forget

walk with nature

Blame nature

The dry hot spells

The dams are drying up

The essential commodity cries

The decades of mismanagement

Nature has come out to teach us

The politicians and greedy businessmen

Once you destroy nature..payback will come

The eco-system shouldn't be lopsided

It is a circle to benefit every player

Once it becomes a one party system

Nature will pay us a visit

Now the hot spells

No rain some states for weeks or months

Do the greedy leaders and businessmen learn?

Maybe they haven't

The open burning

The bush fires

The dry spells

The nation suffers

Do we learn?

We better wake up

Nature giving us hints

Walk with nature

water oh water!

The Klang Valley

The water issue in the hot sun

The taps run dry for some areas

The hot anger rising, rising and rising

The company never gets it done

The wastage from leaking pipes

The decades down the road

The politics in water control

This commodity shouldn't privatize

Bee Anne gave it to its crony

It is the alleged way to divert funds

The job isn't done too well

When Pakatan takes control of the State

The water becomes an issue

The crony will have excuses to cut water

The players in Bee Anne want to shoot Pakatan

The people are angry

The essential commodity becomes a begging

In Klang Valley Bee Anne forget

We are all Malaysians

Election is over for now

The serious work must get it done

Yet the water issue making people angry

Bee Anne will be paid dearly in GE14

the cats laze in the morning sun

The cats laze in the morning sun

On the front gate licking its furs

Looking at the passersby

“Who are you?” the cats seem to say

The cats ignore them

The cats ignore the owner of the house

Under the morning ray of light

“Who want to run?”

The cats rolling over

Stretching legs and bodies

For a while then they lay on the ground

Looking at others walking by

The morning sun beating on them

The cats feeling warm and good

There is no dog to chase them

They have their freedom they know it

the cherry blossom

The cherry blossom

The flowers smell in the air

Only for a time on a season

Then it will fade and wither

On the ground in the park

People will walk over it

Some will ignore and forget

There is nothing much to remember

On the ground breathing its last breath

The leaves soft and tender and crunchy and dry

The breezes will take the leaves away thrashing them

The flowers will be broken to pieces crying in the wind

What will remain of the cherry tree?

The season has gone another time perhaps

Of a political life burying in the votes

Of a party people dislike it many times over