the food business

The food business

Many open many disappear

These enterprising businessmen

They forget about patience

They think to make quick profits

On the day they open for business

They forget to conduct market survey

They jump in blindly

They must have the capital

To sustain the business operations

The minimum period is about 3 years

For the God of prosperity will observe

What patience they have?

What they can do to bring upwards?

They can't think of profits

When the people haven't gotten used to it

The God of prosperity has to smell it

If he doesn't smell good why must he help?

He may as well let the business collapse

Saving them further losses and blushes

there is hope yet

There is hope yet

Bersih 4.0 crowd surged

Of the faces of many colours

Crowded in the city

They came for a common aim

Let Malaysia flourish and grow

Take out the corrupted leaders

Let freedom be our way of life

Never let crooks hold the nation

Never let liars run free

Never let boot lickers shine

They bring shame to the nation

There is hope yet

The nation needs to grow

Without the shackles on our minds

Let us sweep away all the corrupted leaders

There is hope yet

The young generations come to the fore

They tell the authorities to listen

The people decide who come who go!

back to the roots

Back to the roots

Of how this nation was born

How our forefathers got our independence

How the races came together to make it a reality

As the nation ages

We see many changes

Our pages of lives

It keeps changing

Until we see the weaknesses

A party rules too long

The pages of history turning a blind eye

Speaking of a race and religion

There the ills carrying through

The ages of the nation growth

We hear the lies, cheat, greed and corruption

Blending the nation and her people

Now we turn the pages

We have to return to our roots

Learn how this nation was built

How the races live in harmony

If we try to forget our roots

We will fail in the years ahead

As it is now we have seen

The headaches and pockets empty

the nation cry

The nation cry

Of the wealth disappears

The buffering zone slides

The debts go high

Unity isn't at its best

The race card still blinks

Dividing the people

On projects and benefits

The nation cry

Slogans don't mean a thing

When it is done

The old way comes

Honesty is still a long way

The holes of lies grow big

The nation cry

The leaders forget to try

Power corrupts the mind

Greed pollutes the air

The nation cry

The people will not stay quiet

The slogan doesn't ring

When it is over it is the same thing

The nation cry

The unity is long walk from home

the shadow in the moonlight

The shadow in the moonlight

Alone he stays to watch

Thinking he can have it all

He still thinks the rural folks

He can count on them to deliver

When the crunch comes to his life

Will he stay on or he take flight?

The many shamans sit around

Chanting the magic potion in the air

The smoke floating in the moonlit night

The shadow in the moonlight

Alone he stays to watch

Will he stay on or he take flight?

The numbers he can't count

He can't see it of where he hides

Alone in the moonlit night

He watches of the rising tide

The yellow waves on the streets

The shadow in the moonlight

Alone he stays to watch

The stirring of awareness

Of what he did and he couldn't hide

He could bribe his way to stay

But the yellow waves will tell him to go

The sooner the better for the night

the yellow wave

The Old Man at Bersih 4.0

He was there to give moral support

The huge crowd in yellow

The Old Man must be please

The assembly of liked minded people

No religion no colour no status

The yellow wanted to make their voices heard

Good governance with principles

The mouth piece of Amno baru

The editors will pen the negative perception

The Malays disagree on Dr Mahather in Bersih 4.0

As usual the newspaper just spin its piece

Basically the people have rejected it

The newspaper has no value to the people

It is there to do the Amno baru political work

Nothing else matters to the editors

The Old Man wants a new prime minister

He makes his vocal stand very clear

The 1MDB and $2.6 billion and $42 million

And the borrowing of $42 billion

Until today nothing has really resolved the issues

Bersih 4.0 came to make the issues in the open

We need to know and what purpose

Why still no relevant information but spinning wheels?

Bersih 4.0 is to save Malaysia

The current political issues make us weak

Our currency slides badly our pockets empty

And GST makes us poorer

don't play that song

Don't play that song

It never brings back memory

It only gives the angry faces

Once it was so free

The nation of many races

They could sit together talk nonsense

There was no religious issues

Every race could share freely

Now it is gone

The feeling for each other

It is always boil down to race

And religion stirs the shadow

Don't play that song

It never brings back memory

The shared of unity seems to fail

Shouldering together seems lost long ago

Don't play that song

It never brings back memory

It only gives angry faces

Once it was so free

anina

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The island of Mahsuri

She springs a surprise

Of one Anina of Amno baru

She has the warrior spirit

She sued Najib on the $2.6 billion

For the party he said it was

All divisions chief stay quiet

Maybe they got what they wished

On the gravy train to their doors

They stay quiet with the crumbs

But the billions took flight

It never reflected in the party's accounts

Don't they realize it at all?

One woman from Mahsuri Island took the fight

Though she may face uphill tasks

The court should look into public interest

This $2.6 billion must be resolved

The country needs the healing

It has been said for many months

The main actor still walking

Police report done but still no calling?

the brooms on the streets

Yellow is bad

The new kid joined the band

The police will poke in

On the roads and vehicles

Will they stop the people?

The concerned crowd will soar

Into the height of the sky

Nothing will deter them

Some bring brooms

Telling us to clean up the government

The lies and bad reports

The cheats, greed and corrupted

People come together

For a common cause to free the nation

Of the corrupted leaders refusing to step down

They are the ones making the nation cry

Bersih 4.0 will hit the streets

Road blocks, laws and police

It is the future they are making

Nothing will deter them

the people movements will rise

The fall of the mighty

It is already written

The day the nation was born

It has been said

Now the mighty at the cross road

They just feel the heat coming down

They act without decorum

They think they are the powerful ones

Even color and words

They banned it under law and gazette

Once it was black tee shirt

Now it is the yellow

It is democracy at work

They preached about it

Yet they can't take the heat

Demonstrations or protest marches

They can't wake up

The light will slowly dim

Though they may put a fight

All will be in vain

The prophecy has come

It is the end of the game

No need to be so arrogant

No need to show the teeth

The people movements will rise

No forces will stop it from happening

The country needs a new face

The old has tainted her identity!

the lovers' game

The affairs of the heart

Sometimes it last in the run

Sometimes it just disappears

Leaving a trail of tears and sorrow

Sometimes it is like heaven

Tasting the forbidden fruit

It never wants to go away

It lingers for a while

Sometimes it haunts the lovers

Once the break-up is done

Leaving a bad page why it begun

The affairs of the heart

It's like a comet passing through

The passionate glow now fizzles out

Leaving behind the ashes of time

Of a page full of intimate fire and coldness

Sometimes it haunts the lovers

When period of memories slip through

Of a time in the page of a history

The affairs of the heart stirs

the fear in his eyes

The fear in his eyes

He looks everywhere

But what does he see?

So many shadows

They dance a different tune

Singing out the wrong lyrics

They don't get it right

They want the news

So many holes

On the street of flame

The wind keep blowing

The rain struggle to get in

The leader's face

The mark of a failure

If only he sees in the mirror

Let it go the shadows will disappear

But greed holds him

Power will eat into his soul

He sees the shadows

Dancing in different waves

Black or yellow

He hides his face

He can't see

He makes mark on it

in the dark of night

In the dark of night

With the crescent moon light

Spreading shadows of buildings and trees

Reaching out to grab anyone

The lonely people walk

In alleys or alone in carpark

The silence brings imagination

Of lurking shadows in the mind

Many don't believe

About ghosts walking

Looking for victims

Make the living hell out of them

The evil ghosts will make the fall

The victims fall sick no doctor can cure

It is through temple to seek treatment

Chase the evil ghosts away

Vampires fiction or real?

An author fantasy of immortality?

Documentary said of its existence

On the physical evidence

Maybe it is the fallen angels

Changing forms to create fear

On the people who are God's children

Scared them out of their wits

In the dark of night

Don't walk alone or be in a romantic mood

The shadows blend into the physical appearances

Stay focus don't think of second chances

we have been lied many times

The best for the country

Where it is now?

Nearly 58 years

Where are we heading?

Is it race and religion?

About one race forget the others?

Are we famous for greed and corruption?

Are we famous for the lowest we go?

We have been lied many times

In 2014 Najib's speech to Press Club

“I promise there is no internet controls”

Now he seems to forget his words

Do we trust our leaders?

Our government leaders now?

We have been lied many times

It is hard for us to believe

The best for the country

Is to change the present party

Let GE14 be the Waterloo

We can't be listening to lies anymore

no party should stay forever

The change has to come

No party should stay forever

It isn't the norm in any democracy

Why Ambo baru so afraid?

Are they afraid to be called outcasts?

Who make the call not the people here

It tells of its leaders mentality

We are Malaysians for crying out loud!

Amno baru leaders playing race and religion

Thinking they should rule the nation forever

They just want the wealth and the power game

They can't take it when it is gone

Let us play fair

In the game of politics

Tell the truth and be game for it

Is that so difficult to perfom in life?

let the people march

The walk on the park

It can be any place to hang out

Let the people have a place

Don't try to intimidate

Demonstrations in public places

Peacefully in a like carnival atmosphere

Violence isn't the way forward

It is one of the pillars in the Constitution

But the authorities are doing the opposite

They will say it is illegal without permits

The Court of Appeal ruling stands today

PAA shouldn't be used on peaceful assembly

The ruling elites are afraid

The shaky chairs they sit on it

The police will do their calls

Section 124 under the penal code

This is political intimidation

It is against the Constitution

Why be afraid of fair and equal?

Why be afraid of transparency and accountability?

It affects every one

Every structure of the society

We should nip in the bud

The greed and corruption

Else Isis is waiting

To create havoc in the nation

We mustn't be weak and incompetent

The predators will zoom in gladly

Let the people march

In a peaceful manner

The police is to safeguard all interests

It is its job to make sure of it

the two faces

The two faces

Displaying on the stage

Overseas and domestic

The weaving of deceit

Once he fooled

Twice or thrice

People would get it

The substance wasn't there

Dishonesty will not go far

Along the way the game is over

The holes are laid bare in the sun

Even in moonlight it will be there

The two faces

No leader should cultivate

In the end of schemes

The losing face in eternity

the sun will break the dawn

He has his guard dogs

Manning his mansion

Every day every night

He feels he is secured

On the ground

It seems so

With every wall secured

With grilled fences and doors

In his back room

He has his inner circle

Watching out for him

The dark lord can sleep

But sleep never knocks in

He dreams of the raids in the air

The open hole wide as his eyes can see

There is no protection for him

He has to do himself a favour

Look in the mirror and admit his errors

There shouldn't be anymore lies

His face is full of holes

Now he can scream

When sleep doesn't come in

How long will he stay on?

The sun will break the dawn

the haze pokes fun at us

I wake up in the morning

The lights still on the streets

The sky still in darkness

The fresh air never hit

It smells of smoke

When the light slowly appears

The mountain range can't be seen

It all covers in thick white sheet of haze

The haze smiles on us

“Hey guys do you all miss me?

I know I shouldn't return every year

But the guys burn me in the forest

I know I shouldn't return

I have to escape the burning

You never know how hot it is

I have to escape to neighbours”

Will we still love our neighbour?

Many meetings and suggestions

Blaming here blaming there

Many coffees and teas and cakes

And yet we still see

The haze pokes fun at us

I wake up in the morning

Will it ever end since 1997?

shuffling his cards

The dark lord sits worrying

He tries to shift his knights around

Afraid some may play Brutus

Now he seems on his low

Though perception tell

The dark lord rules

With his inner circle of advisors

Playing a tune of power

The committee games

One after another to buy time

The real problem is the leader

He plays he doesn't know

He thinks the people support him

He should look inwards to himself

He has no right to stay on

The dark lord is afraid of the light

The huge protests will begin

He may still think he can hang on

But he can't escape in the years ahead

He has still to face it

there is the light

There is the light

Even darkness will not hide

The people of darkness

They will run underground

Lies will not live long

In time of events it will be told

Nothing can hide from the truth

If only the leaders understood

Now we see the darkness

The leaders telling lies

Maybe we are in the police state

The divide and rule tactics

It is the intimidation

Using anti-terrorist law on the opponents

Using the wrong law to charge the people

Something is really wrong in the nation

the shadows of misdeeds

The shadows of misdeeds

They dare not see it in the mirrors

They will say it is others fault

Nothing to do with them

This is the war cry

Amno baru leaders try

Pin it on the opposition

Even Anwar isn't forgot

They try to show

They are the angels on the flow

Hiding behind masks

They make the nation cry

The ills of the nation

Amno baru leaders screwed it up

They don't admit their mistakes

They dig up more holes to hold their fort

every one has problem

Every one has problem

Tell me who doesn't have it?

As long as we live in this world

Our problems will not go away

Learn to accept it

Learn to put it away

Some problems can't be solved

In the life we take along

Like cancer

Drugs help for a while

But the deadly disease stays

Waiting for the slide

So it is with dengue

So it is with Ebola virus

There is still no cure

It is still a problem

But taking lives

Running away from life problems

It is just a waste to be born

The wasted energy, time and effort

Why the young take own lives?

Look in the mirror say it yourself

We live we have problems

We die we have our setbacks

But living is the best

Everyday problem never disappears

Just learn to accept it

Share it or pocket it somewhere

the face off

The Red Shirt

Sowing fear and hatred

Showing disrespect

For a peaceful assembly

They show what they can do

Demonstrating their power of martial arts

In the nation we seek peace and harmony

Here we have Red Shirt thinking differently

The Red Shirt

They think they have powerful groups

Backing them up to face Yellow Shirt

They are allegedly the agents of Amno baru

The Yellow Shirt

Demanding back to rule of law

Back to transparency and accountability

The dignity of separation of powers

The Yellow Shirt

They want true leaders for the nation

They want leaders for the people

Not for their own and their own cronies

The face off

We will see during the Merdeka preparations

The Red Shirt and Yellow Shirt

The truth will always win

the dark angels

The dark angels

They hold the grip firmly

They don't want to let go

They want to stay

They make the people cry

Of the economic woes ride

Our currency slides

Our pockets feel the heat

Yet we hear

The dark angels sing

Party in their paradise

They laugh on their lies

The dark angels

They make their pit stops

Of the greedy and corrupted leaders

Branded them take their souls

And here we are

The junction of good and bad

The lies we hear so often

What will it be?

azizah

Azizah wanted to spread her wings

Thinking she could have it her way

Letting others come to enjoy her company

In the abundance of smile, thoughts and insights

But she never banked on a jealous man

She thought this was a progressive way

We had come a long way from the cave

Now our thoughts could be liberal...

Azizah had a shock of her life

She couldn't get out of her mind

The jealousy of her man

It would make her cry in silence

She lived in a country of many races

She knew she wasn't the only race

She had to reach the others to make her presence

Lived the way of tolerance and be free

But Azizah didn't have her way

She was controlled by her jealous man

A man who wasn't her husband yet

It was the nature of the beast..

“If I can't have you

Nobody should have”

The story of Azizah

It's still in the nation

talking in public places

A woman sat on the bench

In the air-conditioned building

Talking loudly without a care

At KPJ Ipoh Specialist Hospital

Along the corridor

Not many would come by

She had the time of her life

Stretching her legs leaning her head

Talking with her friend

I was looking at her

I couldn't understand what she said

But the body language told me

The gossip of something

She rubbed her neck and fingered hair

Leaning lower as if she was going to fall

But the power of conversation make no distraction

Until 3 of her friends came

Then she went away with them

Sometime people forget about manners

Talking in public places

isis mustn't take root

isis on the soil

The Muslim militants landed

The weakness of the government

The perception of a corrupted leader

They knew they could

Running the evil way

Pushing it to get a foot hold

If only they make it

The latest Isis batch in the country

The police managed to catch them

10 of the Isis militants

They were planning to bomb places

Now we must stay focus

Don't let the Muslim militants grow

Isis ideology has taken roots

In the army and civil servants

Base on those arrested

The police confirmed the existence

The police mustn't slack down

They should concentrate on Isis than the opposition

life will be as good as we make it

Under the coconut trees

Listening to the wind

Carrying of freedom

Flowing like caresses

The long shadows

Stretching with the sun rays

Telling us we aren't alone

Dreaming of the beautiful life

The heat from the white sandy sand

Glistering under the heat of the sun

The soft waves touching the shore

Exchanging messenges flowing back

Into ripples to the open sea

The magic circles spreading wide

Under the coconut trees

The imagination shines in the mind

Under the shady coconut trees

Of rocks, sandy beach and sea

Life will be as good as we make it

Playing our games but where will it end?

when a leader tell lies

When a leader tell lies

The nation will fall

Into tiny pieces

It's like sparks of broken dreams

When a leader speaks only on his own race

The nation is better without him

He isn't thinking of other people

He just wants to make his race supreme

Why are the other people sleeping?

Why are they not listening to the lies?

They have their leaders who are part of the decay

The walls of the nation crumbling down they don't see

They think of their own positions and wealth

The people of many races will suffer in the years

They have seen what are coming their ways

It is time to make the changes to take the chains away

The chains of many decades

It makes the few rich and powerful

Feeding on the lies to cover their tracks

If only the people wake up to see

The nation of natural resources

We don't get our full potential of our wealth

Somewhere on the chain we are fooled

Short-changed and we don't believe others saying