sometimes it is too late

Falling slowly

The fall from grace

When wrong is done

Nothing will escape

Falling slowly

The words have no effect

The deeds have been done

The punishment will come

The crying will bring sorrow

Of a time a bad has been done

What is left to the mind?

Turning into a new leaf

Sometimes it is too late

The wounds are deep and unforgiven

The souls of many have perished

The bad deeds have been done

So falling slowly

The fall from grace

The dead will be forgotten

The living will try to live free

the cat and mouse game

The cat and mouse game

Across the country the hidden spots

The police will do the look out

The Isis militants hide for now

The militant groups know

The falling comrades in jail

The aim is to create chaos

The fear they want to plant it here

We are a country of many colours

The Isis militants and its ilks should know

We don't subscribe to its ideology

It is bringing religion a bad name

The Isis militants should read the scriptures

Don't just try to make falsehood claims

Leave the bad habits behind quickly

Before the fire consume the whole lot

the small kittens

In the market's place

The row of hawkers' stalls

In the night some are open

The rest empty of silence

Cars park in the rain

The moody weather hits the sky

The low thunder across the clouds

People walk with umbrellas

Walking to the steps

Reaching the dry floor

Amongst the tables and chairs

The abandoned kittens meow

They are just born

Maybe a few days ago

Crawling about in the cool day

The mother cat can't be found

So a guess

Somebody puts them there

Why can't let them stay a month or so?

When the kittens can search on their own?

A stray dog wags tail

Nothing the dog can do

Looking at the small kittens

It is better they never born

all our lives in circle

All our lives in circle

We have to move around

Some get the gold

Some get the mud

All our lives in circle

We get rich we get poor

It is true hard work

It is through lazy nights

Likewise in a country

We will get hooked in its net

Good tax or poor tax

It still burdens us all

The powerful tell stories

We need your money

But where does it go?

The tax still haunt us

All our lives in circle

Sometimes sunshine sometimes darkness

It depends whom we elect to run the show

We have to travel through

the sugar daddies still come to town

The old men and single women

They seem to get along fine

Finding them in night clubs

Some in social gathering circles

Once the old generations would say

The sugar daddies came to town

The single women hoping to ensnare

The rich old men for a better life

It isn't about the web lines

It isn't about the manhood

It isn't about the salt and pepper hairs

It is about the money in the pockets

But time hasn't changed

As the generations before us

The sugar daddies still come to town

The single women will still sacrifice

compassion by example

Do you hear the bullets fly?

On an island of executions

Of the bad people who bring misery and pain

To others who want to forget reality of misfortunes

It is the capital punishment

Meted out to the drug lords or mules

Of drug traffickers in the net

The society feels better without them

The people who buy

They too bring it upon themselves

They want to fall slowly

Into the dark pit of livng hell

Now whose fault is that?

Blaming it on the chemists?

Hunt down the cultivating farmers?

It is the greed of living easy

The Bali 9

The two ring leaders died

By the bullets they took

A sad way to perished

Compassion should be the rule

They were young when they were caught

God always give us second chances

We fail to honour by example

tomorrow is a blur

The polishing statistics

It is just for good feel factor

On the ground the perception is different

The struggles to stay

The pockets feeling empty

With the new tax gearing in

Costs of goods and services run high

Polishing statistics is just an excuse

If it is so good

Why give out BRIM?

It is just a waste of money

So is the book vouchers

The few billions save

It can be used to build homes

Give it to the people

It is much better this way

Imagine every year

So many billions to save

So many homes to shelter

The people will be grateful

Why not explain our debts?

Why not explain in detail on !MDB debts?

Is this the way to cover up to feel good?

Tell it to the people on the ground

drug trafficking

The tears will flow

The family members will cry

Knowing death will come

By the bullets fly

Drug trafficking

Death is the law

Once the net closes in

Don't stand there

Some will hang

By the rope till they die

Drug trafficking

Don't get caught is the advice

The short term to richness

It makes no sense to die

Go and play lottery

Once you are lucky you live happy

But drug trafficking

Death is the law waiting

Once in handcuffs

Life is gone

let give life a chance to change

The Bali 9

The struggles finally over

The bullets will fly

The 12 men firing squad

Drugs destroy

The people of any country

Law is passed to fight this menace

Running into the fabric of society

The Bali 9

The drug dealers knew

The fate wait for them

Once they are caught death the way out

When appeals are filed

Through government to government

Compassion must be viewed for the overall good

On the bilateral relationships of governments

Holding on to principles

It makes no progress for any country

When the crying asking for clemency

The authority should listen

Commute them to life imprisonment

It makes sense to government to government appeal

Why can't it be done because holding to principles and law?

Taking out lives we have no right to do

Learn from the scriptures

Forgive is always divine

Let the tears stop at that point

Let give life a chance to change

*cilacap to nusakambangan

marriage in rape

Marriage in rape

The men have no right at all

Marriage in rape

The women's right to refuse

The husbands must understand

Marriage doesn't say they have the absolute right

The bodies of women aren't on sale

The highest bidder gets the goods?

Without women men will be lonely fools

The men should learn to live in harmony

Understand the concept of sharing and giving

It is the faith in religion to respect each other

Marriage isn't a passport to satisfy your urges

Marriage isn't a legal front to rape a wife

When she refuses the man shouldn't get upset

She may have reasons to refuse sex in marriage

Some learned religious men

They miss the point in their study on religion

They better look at themselves in the mirrors

Or look at their own wives of what they preach

Marriage in rape

The attackers must be punished

Marriage doesn't allow men to do as they want

They are laws to prevent or jail them

tomorrow we may have nothing

Tomorrow

What will become of the nation?

The debts piling so high

It hasn't decreased through the years

The greed and corruption

It never misses the mark

It catches the get rich schemes

In the shortest time

The wealth display

The leaders don't care

The opponents can talk

Until the tongues get tired

Don't call the crime busters

They will give the standard answer

“Show us the proof

Otherwise there is no case!”

It is for us to change

The fastest we do the better

We can't be talking and waiting

Tomorrow we may have nothing!

learn our mistakes

The sports persons

Don't play ignorant

Know what you drink and consume

Banned substances career downhill

Understand what shouldn't take

Know its duration it stays in your system

Don't play the fool

It will not help you

Let Lee Chong Wei's doping case

Be a lesson to every sports person

He gets 8 months suspension

Backdated lucky for him

But the damage had been done

Our nation got a black mark

Our sports persons must bring glory

Don't bring home disgrace

come out and be like a man

1MDB

You sit alone swallowing it up

The hard earned people's money

Reaching high when you fall

You don't listen

You take what is in store

Leaving a trail of debts

Running high to $42 billion

You cry you have assets

You don't say it is over-priced

Maybe over assets valuation

To look financially good on paper

One plump China man

He seems to get the hit

The money trail goes to his companies

Raking in the money

But the home players keep quiet

Playing the hit and run tactics

Until The Old Man keeps up the pressure

The boiling hot water spilling on them

The white flag for the people

We have seen many failed enterprises

1 Malaysia Development Board

Come out and be like a man

the police on high alert

The Islamic militants

They are sleepers in the land

The country has a fair share

Capturing them in the past

Some shot dead in foreign lands

These Islamic militants brought shame home

Malaysia brands as the moderate nation

The Islamic militants painted her red

Police managed to napped red handed

12 Islamic militants planning to create havoc

The bombs can spread over 500 meter wide

Targeting government buildings and entertainment outlets

What have these Muslim Malaysians done?

In their own backyard they wanted to destroy

The moderate nation of many religions and colourful people

They shouldn't be allowed to go free

They face the death sentence

It is better to let them live the hard way

In prison until the day they die

Hanging them is too easy and quick

The Isis militants

The police must be on high alert

This new wave of terror group

The police mustn't sleep on it

the backlane cats

The backlane cats

I see many hanging there

An Indian woman keeps feeding

Breeding kittens and more nuisance

The male cats will fight

Over the territorial rights

Maybe sometimes over female cats

The “yes and no” ringing loud

One cloudy day the backlane seems quiet

I don't hear the sound of cats or kittens

I don't see them hanging around during feeding time

As if something sweeps over the cats

I find out to that the Indian woman

She is hardly around at the backlane

Maybe she has gone for a long holiday

Maybe she has shifted house

Now the backlane is quiet

The cats have dispersed...

Looking for food elsewhere

The familiar cats all have gone

the castle lord

The long poles of fire

Pointing high to the sky

The walking beats

The stomping hard on the ground

Around the walls fencing

It seems like the fire burning

The castle knights look down

The fear in their eyes

This isn't the enemy

It is the people getting angry

With crops destroyed

With water tainted

The masses getting mad

The knights getting cold feet

The castle lord just sleeps away

He doesn't care

He wants his sleep

He wants his wealth

He wants his power

He thinks he earns it

The outside walls

He should pay heed

The people aren't satisfied

With problems besetting the State

The music flow

The entertainment glow

Into his eyes he only sees

The glory will come

The angry mob is rising

The knights know it well

“Tell the castle lord

Do something before it is too late!”

Nobody runs

They know what will happen

The castle lord hangs them

Do not show disrespect

don't let failures be the fall from grace

Women why don't you see?

The men want your bodies and monies

You think they love you all

The men will break promises and disappear

Women why don't you realize?

You are going for your fall from grace

The men will quietly hoping you fall

They can run take your monies

Women why don't you remember?

The many broken sentences the men say

Hiding it all in private affairs

Holding court standing like proud peacock

Women why let love make you a slave?

Sweet words to fool and bring you down

Once the satisfaction drills in the men run

“Oh pregnancy? It isn't my doing!”

Women why want to hold the burden?

Learn the rules be prepared for the outcome

Into any relationship there is bound to be a break down

Learn how to cope with it with head holding high

Women learn from mistakes

Don't let it repeat too many times

You know there is always up and down

Don't let failures be your fall from grace

truth is the man who whips

The clandestine operations

The selected few have the privy

Others will not be in the circle

Until the cake is baked

The creeping shadows will search

Finding ways to infiltrate

There is the wall with no name

No door no way to find

The hot air will be blowing

The leaders will say all in negatives

But the drive to find the truth

Is the man who whips....

Justice is from the strong

They decide what is good for the weak

The clandestine operations

It's to make the strong knowing the fall

the single parent

And the baby cries

The silence cracks open

The mother isn't around

Busy working to get by

The babysitter tries

Telling the baby stories

Singing her lullaby

It helps to soothe her mind

The mother works hard

She doesn't want to be at a lost

Without an income for support

She can't imagine the future

And the baby cries

Touching the face so unfamiliar

The babysitter tries

Singing her lullaby

The single parent

Living by working hard

Thinking of the future

And the baby cries

is God fair?

Has God sent us a message?

How high we are we can be brought down?

Living up on a hill we think we are safe from floods?

Nay...nothing can hide from The Almighty!

Even forest fires on the lowlands spread

Catching the wind hit the high note

The heat of unbearable torches run

The sparks of flames come down in red dots

Sometimes we think God isn't fair

Rain on the abusive people on religion

Killing as they please creating fear

But God just let them do the rampage

The evil doers smile and laugh

Raining bullets butchering people

Other countries talk no action to hit back

And where is God?

He waves his hand

He hits the wrong places

The innocents fall and perish

The evil doers celebrate

Maybe God will have His last laugh

He may hit the evil doers when the time is right

For most of us struggling to live and be at peace

We pray He makes His move quickly

the human trafficking

The modern human trafficking

The young women disappear

The parents will cry

The children will not return

There are layers involved

Every one wants a cut on it

It is still the money involved

Shipped them out to faraway lands

The police will try

Hunting the culprits down

They aren't as efficient

As they do to the opposition

The cases of missing persons

It happens when young girls ignore

The parents or police advice

Don't party all night

Don't go out with strangers

Don't go out with friends of friends

What motives they have?

They don't tell

The missing persons

The crying in the family

The evil men get the rewards

The police will keep hunting

the old woman

The old woman

Walks slowly by

Eyes saw the past

The future has nothing left

She carries her plastic bundle

Walks to the Indian restaurant

She carries her rice picks 2 vegetables

She sits down to eat her meal

The years gone away

Leaving her alone in her world

She sits quietly enjoying her meal

She never looks around...

I want to pay for her meal

The restaurant owner says she gives her free meal

The old woman in her twilight years

She has nothing to show but her sadness

the cats never learn

The cats never learn

They think they are a kind

They roam to make a nuisance

Thumbing their nose to the humans

Even there is an open field

They can do their business there

But no Sir they will come to your home

Poo on porch or garden

The cats don't care

What happen after they have gone

They will know it isn't right

But they will still do it

The cats look down on humans

They believe they are superior species

They make the humans dislike them

Some cats get justice of death

I heard story of a woman

She collected stray cats

Reared them to matured animals

She neutered it too

Yet some house owners didn't care

They found the cats a nuisance in their compound

They fed the cats with rat poison

The cats all died one by one

But cats have this DNA

They want to roam into other homes

Do their business thumb their nose

They don't care what they have done

in clandestine meeting

The young Turks

In clandestine meeting

What they want really?

The seat of power!

They don't tell

Why should they?

Let the leaders feel it

Nothing should stay

In public they clap hands

Voicing support hiding the issues

Blowing clarinet but changing tunes

The leaders don't get the hint

They see the gravy train

They have so little for so many

So the young Turks

In clandestine meeting

don't tell lies

Don't tell lies

It will make the day bad

The cycle of the time

It doesn't need distraction

When you want to leave

Just say so and pack and go

Why wait to sing the woes?

Don't tell lies

You just break the egg

The heart will bleed for a while

By tomorrow the light will shine

It's the truth say no lies

The wind will stop blowing

When the lies come to be known

Why carry it away to other places?

Don't tell lies

the old has the experiences

The old must give way to the young

So the prime minister says it in public

Likewise he should heed his own advice

He is already a senior citizen

Why still sit on the chair?

When you want to give advice

Look in the mirror and say it there

Listen to the words..it sounds hollow

The old should give advice

With the experiences the old has gone through

Of life and the cut throat business and politics

The young need the experienced hands

Najib should accept reality

Majority want him to go

He has too many baggage

Promises he never keeps

The nation is on nosedive

He plays his organ off key music

He thinks he plays a good music

The audience applause

He should take notice

His popularity has dipped

IMDB and GST, POTA and Sedition Act

He surrounds by it no room to escape

the back lanes

The back lanes

There are things to pick and see

Walk along it

Sometimes I feel the echo

Of a time long gone

As if the ghosts of the past

They don't want to leave

The world once they knew

The mining pond near the road

Occasionally men come to fish

They don't think of the danger

They think of the fishes to hook

They play ignorant of the past

Where dead claimed the living

Fishing on the mining pond

The drunkards at night

At the back lane the hang out

With cheap beers swallowing in sorrow

Of a time they wished they had

Looking at them sitting on the floor

They have lost the will to live

Every dollar they collect

It's back to the alcohol addiction

Taste the cheap beers forget about reality

In the night they sleep to forget

The back lanes

The dogs and cats prowl

Sometimes venturing into homes

Stealing chicken meat

Hear the owners shouting

Who cares the dogs and cats take the meat?

It's the owner's carelessness

But life moves on

The back lane the short cut to walk

Back to the ongoing traffic

The living still calculating the time

Tomorrow the shadows may smile