the night never sleep

The night never sleep

It stays open and free

The lonely hearts will cry

They say it isn't fair

The drumbeats of the heart

The loneliness crops up dark

Once it is lost it would be

The hardest time to pass away

Beer, wine and whisky

The drowning of sorrow

The night never sleep

It stays open and free

The behaviour patterns

Sometimes the bad habits

It comes to spoil the night

It is why the night stays alone

The night never sleep

It stays open and free

The lonely people try to stay sober

The smell of regret beating out in pain

the monkeys want to be free

The peanuts on the plate

The monkeys will take

They can't complain

Better than go hungry

But the gold they miss

The glitter flow in their eyes

The minds will dream of it

The missing bridge to the mine

Once the monkeys

Ruling the jungle of the streets

Hopping from tree to tree

House to house feeling free

Until they are tricked

Into the cage of peanuts on the plate

There the monkeys are caged

Lost its freedom and the joy

Now occasionally the monkey dance

On the fortune tellers game of looking into the future

With cards they pick for the gullible people who seek

The fortunes they wish to lay their hands

But the monkeys want to be free

Until now peanuts on the plate

They can't complain

Better than go hungry

no bad way

The Taliban way

It has come to hook

The conservative leaders

Of faith of many grades

A religion is a private affair

It shouldn't be controlled by religious men

Brewing out religious rules as law

God never appoint them

The prophets came and gone

Leaving behind the legacy to the world

The last prophet blessed his soul

He gave the final book and he was gone

Now we see and watch

The ugly head of Taliban way

Pushing the moderate people to a corner

Telling them to go blindly

History has recorded

The cruel ways of a religion

Forcing people with fear and divide

In the end the empire collapse

Religion is a private affair

Between men and God

God will decide what men have done

When the time comes to return home

the homeless

The homeless in the city

Every day they walk the streets

Begging or looking for alms

In the hot weather and sheeting rain

The homeless by choice

Living on the streets

Giving up of their lives

Livng in the derelict conditions

The homeless by economics

Poor decisions lost everything

Living on the streets

Hungry for a better life seems lost

The homeless by force

A syndicate controlled

Begging and living on alms

The charitable people donate

Life of a homeless

It is the lowest down the chain

The uncertainty to the future

The streets will be their playground

life is hard

You walk away in the cool night

You take your shadow with you

You don't want to stay behind

You say “ life is hard”

The neon lights on the building

The shining bulbs wish to say

“So long friend till we meet again

In the night when I am open for you”

The cool breezes sing

In your ears whispering nothing

You walk on the road

Thinking of the night you leave behind

On the bench you see

An old homeless man sleeps

With street lights casting orange glow

You wonder “ life is hard”

Then you hear the revving machines

The loud noises roaring on the street

The bad boys on motorbikes stop by

“Hey man! Where is the road to Paradise?”

You look at the inquirer

“You better don't go there

Once you go in you will lose

Life will be hard”

“Nay you are sorry

Maybe something happened to you

We are going to Paradise

We smell it in our lives”

“So go by all means

Don't say I don't warn you

Don't go to Paradise

It isn't what you smell”

You walk away

Humming a tune to yourself

“Fools they are

Life is hard”

don't wait for ebola to start changing

Sodomy 2

The butt for the nation

As if sodomy 1 wasn't enough

A sequel has to be directed

The high profile murder case

The police and AG never pursue

Atlantuya still haunting the nation

C4 in 2006 yet the police officers walked free

Teoh Beng Hock case

The highest court returned the verdict

Back to the police to investigate the case

The dragging feet to find who are the murderers

Then there is the serial killer or killers

17 people died with throats slashed

The murder cases police still can't find who did it

For months now there are still no clues...

The Sedition probes

The pro-government critics walked free

The opponents or critics get the whip

It is on selective persecution

The last to me

The corrupted officials

Macc keep hounding them

But the white sharks enjoying lives at sea

The nation land of plenty

What has gone wrong with our authorities?

It is a sign of falling from grace

Twister in Pendang tornado in Pandarmaran

The nation of many colours

One black trying to fool the mix

It should look in “man in the mirror”

We shouldn't wait for Ebola to start changing!

the school bus operators

The school bus operators

The circle of who will carry the charge

The increase cost of transport charges

The parents are anxiously waiting for it

The SPAD has washed off its hand

It doesn't want to get involved with the pricing charge

The school bus operators have to work it out

The increasing cost hammering in to the business

The players stay mute for a while

What is the price to charge for transport?

This issue lingering for a while

Afraid to get the brickbats from the parents

The school bus operators

Now it is your opportunity to play the field

Every time you complain of rising costs

This is the time to fix it in your book

Yet the bus operators

No backup the feeling of weaknesses

How to charge for transportation?

It is best to work on towns or cities or districts

it isn't the time

The grey and white cat

Roaming around the neighbourhood

Calling the female cats

Nobody cares to look at him

The loud ring

In the day in the night

Sometimes in the midnight run

The poor cat can't find a mate

Maybe the cat is old

The zest of energy has gone

The face may look tired

The female cats ignore the mating call

“It isn't the time

You are way out of prime

You better go and cool it off

Go to your kitchen eat your food”

But the grey and white cat

Walking at back lanes or going house to house

The loud ring can be heard

The female cats never returned

the people decide

What will it be?

The basket of pick and choose

Other details or culprit ignored

Only that person to get the hooked

The change has begun

Nurtured it to the fore

It can't be ignored

It has to come; it has to sing

The truth can't be hidden

It has to come out in the open

Hiding under OSA or other draconian laws

Once the government changes

The persecutions of individuals

On pick and choose cases to prosecute

It leaves a bad taste in the mouth

It leaves a hunger for a real change

The Rakyat will not be fools

It is time they take the role

The Rakyat decide the destination

What the nation will go in

irresponsible act

The husband and wife

In the house rocking into time

Leaving nothing in their eyes

Indulging in their sexual needs

The house is cluttered

In a mess they don't see

In their minds the physical union

They don't see the cluttered home

Neighbours complained

The police came to investigate

The police found something else

Beside the cluttered home in a mess

The boy in the house

4 years old never feed for days

His parents never realize it

They were too engrossed in sexual needs

Now in court in Brisbane

The couple facing the judge to explain

How could a family forget?

Has sex made them blind?

There is a time for sex

There is a time to be responsible

When there is a family involved

The responsibility becomes bigger

the gutter politics

borrowed thestar.com.my

The gutter politics

The cheap thrills

The wanting to discredit

The politicians credibility

There is no truth

As long as it reaches its target

Planting the images on the internet

The political cowards go to plant it

It is a work for money

Hit the opponents whatever it takes

Let the people read and watch

The truth is secondary

The gutter politics

It just want to destroy

The political standing of individuals

The political cowards care not of remorse

when love is wrong

When love is wrong

You don't have to live it through

When love is gone

It is no use to cry

Maybe you can dream on it

Think of the shared memories

Alone sitting on the rocks by the sea

Let the wind singing melody make you free

When love is wrong

It is no use to cry

Pack your bag take the high road

Leave the memories behind

Love is to be free

Like the wind caressing your body

You should feel the magic of it

If it isn't there is something gone wrong

When love is gone

When love is wrong

Leave the memories behind

It is no use to cry

when you don't pay your time

No words can say

When love get away

Right in your eyes

You don't even know

The foreplay of time

It makes you forget your life

You think everything is better

When somebody comes into play

Yor forget to stay alert

You think you have it

As love change colours

You finally wake up to know

It is too late to go

You have lost it

When you don't pay your time

Out into the open air

The silent echoes of time

You walk alone mind so far away

You want to shout of the unfair memory

You have no where to know love has gone

he walks with the crowd

In the morning light

The sun never want to hide

He walks with his crowd

The day of his life

It doesn't have to come this way

As long as he has learned the traps

Living out in his political life

It isn't easy trying to break the wall

The sound of cars and motorcycles

The banners hanging up for all to see

“The pick and choose to prosecute

Leaving us with a bad taste..”

In the morning light

The sound of voices

The sun never want to hide

The day of his life

The jail house booking

The sound of cracking doors

The prisoners can't have freedom

The rules have changed

Once inside it is back to school

The time of breaks; the time of relaxation

The prison wardens may act like the discipline teachers

Once there is wrong nothing will escape punishment

Will the light shine for justice?

Many will ask and pray it is done

He walks with his crowd

He makes the change to come

it is better to feel sorry now

She walks away

The man just stares

Knowing what he has done

Breaking up the tearing soul

It never come easy

When memories keep flowing

In the loneliness of time

The good times never die

She walks away

Learning of his lies

What is there to hold on for?

It is better to feel sorry now

Breaking up the tearing soul

The air becomes hot and unfriendly

The eyes of the hatred soul

It is better to feel sorry now

lottie on playing time

On the wide empty space

Of the green field in her eyes

Lottie wags her tail

The play time has begun

The good day to exercise

Running freely with the soft breezes

Nobody will disturb Lottie

The whole field she can run

Lottie will make full of her time

Relishing her playful nature on the field

With her owner watching her quietly

She knows she is in good hands

Pat Lottie she will wait

Wagging her tail for her good natural run

In the open field with the breezy chilly wind

She is feeling good after a hard exercise

d'day anwar ibrahim

Tomorrow D' Day

Anwar Ibrahim will know the truth

The final appeal to Federal Court

On the sodomy 2

The Court of Appeal gave a quickie decision

Overturned the High Court judge's conclusion

A quick justice the balance of truth forgotten

The COA found Anwar guilty

The Federal Court should acquit Anwar

For the reasons Saiful isn't charge for his offence too

The chemist report stated 2 unidentified sperms

One too belonged to Saiful in his dark hole

The chain of events too broken

When the sealed package was open and resealed

By the investigating officer

The chain of events broke the law of Evidence

Anwar Ibrahim in or out of jail

It doesn't matter really in politics

For the change he has brokered

The gate has opened

the dams not full

The Klang Valley folks

The rain doesn't improve

Better don't store your pails

The catchment areas still monitoring

The heavy downpour

If isn't on the catchment areas

There will be nothing to smile

The fear of water rationing is still there

Now the water companies say

It can't treat the water fast for consumers

There maybe water cut some days

It tells what they have been doing

The Klang Valley folks know

The behind scene of political innovations

The hounding of poor publicity

Bee Anne wants to look good really

Bee Anne had their chances

Decades ago ruling the richest state

Now they dream of it

Trying every way to make a scene

It is time Bee Anne pray

For the sins it has committed

The future of the nation

A new chapter must be written

The Klang Valley folks

You have learned of Bee Anne antics

Now you have experience with Pakatan Rakyat

You will know where to put your vote next round

our universities must get cracking

If we have to retrain our university graduates

Something isn't right in our universities

If our graduates can't employed

The universities must get cracking

The world ranking on our universities

We should have made the necessary policies

But it never happens

We still sit on it

The taxpayers foot the bill

For the retraining programmes

The bill runs into tens of millions

Just to get the graduates trained for employment

It has been years

Our universities still in the low step

The ranking dipping down the scale

Our graduates need retraining again

the birthday ringing

The birthday ringing

The echo calls again

The time of the date

The light of the moments

The wishes will pour in

The candles will glow many

The years that had gone

The years that will come

The smile of plenty

The joy to share it

A moment of reflection

A day it is your own

Happy Birthday for all the good reasons

Let it shine in the days of the year

Make your wishes flow with its light

The smile of plenty, wishes, cards and presents

lift up your faith

If your faith is so shallow

Everything you see will be shadows

You may try to blame others

Kicking up a storm to cover your weak faith

Is this the way to go forward?

Blaming others for your failure?

Every where there is temptation

Even the mind isn't spared with it

Wake up and realize

Putting blame ignore your weak faith

It never come good

You will always fail

Learn it now

Uplift your faith

Every time you pray

Know what you have said

Lift up your faith

The good light will shine

the echo in the dark

The dark lord walks in

Eyes of red glow mind a flow

Walking slowly to his throne

Sitting down he rings the bell

The echo in the dark castle

The grand chamberlain hurries along

Reaching the dark lord's throne

He bows his head....

“My lord what can I do for you?”

“Have our dark dogs done their work?

I hear a lot of noises but I can't be sure

Now tell me grand chamberlain”

“The souls in our hands

They will deliver us the impact

They give speeches inflaming sometimes

Twisting the truth to serve our needs

The old aged law

They bring it up to persecute

The opponents into the cage

Mind you my lord it is effective

The chaos is brewing

The people don't agree

Our duty is to make troubles

Many souls to gather”

The dark lord smiles

Pointing his finger at the grand chamberlain

“Speed it up and let chaos begins

I need to gather them souls in my grip”

The grand chamberlain bows his head

“As you wish my lord....”

“Yes you better do

The greedy and corrupted souls will be mine..”

The grand chamberlain turns and walks away

Murmuring to himself sometimes expletive words

The walls hear his echo..

“You have a job to do oh grand chamberlain!”