don't use God's name

Don't use God's name

To do your bidding to enrich

Turning a blind eye to all the faults

Streaming through your eyes

God will make you pay

Through the generations

It is better you turn around

Before you face the heat

Don't use God's name

To protect yourself of the sins

God will make you pay

For the 7 sins you play

Look at the red and white

They support the corruptors

They give in to greed and wealth

Thinking it is the way to live

Look at the green moon

They want to play god

Believing they have the rights

Citing the religious text

But they are wrong

They forget about compassion

They forget about helping

They forget religion is a private affair

God is All Mighty and All Powerful

God is All Compassionate and All Loving

God doesn't need protection

God dislike liars, thieves and robbers

They will face the truth

When it finally drops to the pit

With rattlesnakes hissing in the dark

They will scream in eternity

you work your destiny

You work your destiny

With your own skills and experiences

You will walk to its place

But don't expect something new

Sometimes it never happens

You will sit there and cry

You may shout obscenity

It never says it is the end

Admit it the wrong direction

Be brave to change course

It may take a while

Though of the lost years

Inaction of the perceived wrong

It will take you no where but sadness

When the years come to a close

You will realize you lose the opportunity

You work your destiny

Don't be afraid to admit a wrong

Reinvent and change course

You may arrive you will feel satisfy

the songs of addiction

The songs of addiction

It rings in the hollow

The red and white glow

Listening to craze it

The sound of tricks

It rattles the brain

The red and white listen

Drowning on its game

The supremacy on high

The red and white sigh

Everyday it is a tale

Confusion rain on the mind

Don't pretend

The addiction will not destroy

The bodies and souls in the end

It makes the mind weak

When it hits the low

Don't cry in sorrow

The red and white

It has to sink to know

time for a clean government

The weak leader

Causing the pain

The nation will feel it

The people get angry

The currency drops

Investors pulling out

Our economic fundamentals strong?

Who is hiding the truth?

The main scandals

It hasn't solved

The denying still going

The agencies playing ball

Singapore has jailed

A former banker linked to 1MDB

Here the culprits still walking free

Just say donation everything stands still!

It is a corruption

No matter how it is twisted

Feed to the warlords

Everything is okay!

The Islamic extremists

Rearing its ugly heads to pursue hudud law

Finding there is a weak leader

It is time to push for it

Though the Constitution spells it clearly

The nation is Secular for every citizen

It is our backbone; it can't be changed

It will destroy the nation of her colourful people

The addiction must turn cold turkey

It isn't too late to turn around and live

Reject Bee Anne of its many lies

It is time to instill a clean government

when we are blinded by religions

When we are blinded by religions

We will commit many crimes instead

We think we do our religions a favour

We actually destroy our souls

We don't practise our compassion

We don't give a helping hand

Instead we destroy in the name of a religion

And we think we can go to paradise!

The religious authorities forget history

How religions destroy nation and her people

It unleashed the animals of destruction

As we have seen today in the Middle East

Nearer to home we have seen

The religious cleansing of misplaced people

They are hunted or they will be killed

When one religion asserts its authority

When religions are linked to politics

It will not find the truth on its way

By collaborating with politicians

The truth will slip far far away

Here we have seen

The politicians use it to divide and rule

They think they will go to paradise

More likely in the lake of fire!

why catch the small fishes?

The small fishes on the news

The greed and corruption get into it

It isn't going away without a shake up

As long as the top never shackles down

Catch the small anchovies

They are thousands of them around

How many will it be scooped up?

Tomorrow the spawn of many will appear

It is on the top of the food chain

It is there the culprits must be caught

Why monitor the small fishes?

Catch the big white sharks!

The dogs on the hunt

Catching bones instead of the meat

They bark loudly for all to hear

It has no big chunk to parade

get rid of the bad hats

It seems impossible

To get rid of the bad hats

They sit on the higher ground

Plotting for more gold to plunder

In the valleys of flooding woes

The ordinary people counting their losses

They will not think of the under currents

They only think of how to survive

The help of peanuts they gladly accept

They don't think of the higher ground

They only think “We want to go home”

In the valleys of flooding woes

In time of the years

The ordinary folks will not progress

They are involved in their daily problems

The raining season the flooding woes

They don't see the higher ground

They are blinded with the empty pockets

They are pushed down to the low lives

They should wake up and march on

it takes a few brave people

In the valley of the dim light

The people hide behind walls and trees

They are afraid of the dark creatures

They can fly; they can catch

The nights of screams of the unlucky ones

Walking openly daring to go against advice

The flying beasts of the darkness

They will spare no one

The group of brave people

They gathered around in secrets

Behind closed doors they plot

How to kill the night beasts

The flying beasts in the air

Smell the scents feel the needs

They shout wildly in the valley

The eerie calls death on the ground

The group of brave warriors

They open windows and watch

With rifles aiming high

They wait for the time

The flying beasts arrive

Singing their eerie songs

Whirring their wings in the air

They scoop down to the house

In mid-air the rifles fire

The sound and flares in the sky

The night beasts get caught in surprise

One by one drop dead on the ground

It takes a few brave people

To make the change for the best

Even a giant can be slaughtered

Even an empire can disappear

the reflections

The reflections

The ruling elites don't see

They are blinded by the light

They are living on borrowed time

Some talk kok

The way they think

It shows how badly trained

The nation doesn't need them

On the chairs sitting high

They feel they are gods

They feel the power in their hands

They forget the voters who put them there

Some talk kok

The Secular nation they don't see

They go blind going after religious law

They don't think of the drawbacks

Man made laws are flaws

No matter how they spin the tales

The reflections they don't see

They are blinded by the light

walk the bridge of hope

The bridge across the calm sea

Every motorist will see

Travelling on the bridge

Watching the blue and green

The busybees rushing

Driving quick on the bridge

Minds on projects and presentations

They don't watch the scene

Out of luck people

Losing hope to live

Owing piling debts high

Jumping over the bridge

The calm sea doesn't want it

It doesn't want unnecessary crying

What with the wind constant ripples

It doesn't need humans tragedy

Yet the bridge is the connection

The lost souls will jump over to the sea

They think that's the best for their souls

End their lives intact with no dignity

Go and pray everyday

You will find a way

Dying will not solve your problems

It will make it worst

Walk the bridge of hope

Feel the scents feel the wind

Let nature calm your troubled soul

There is a way every day

don't call each party racist

A racist party calls another

It is known its leaders will say

DAP has the multi-racial in its members

Amno baru has only the Malays

Even its name sounds racist

The party leaders should see

Look hard in the mirror

Recognize its name; it hasn't changed

Even in rehearsal there is the slogan

“Bersatu Melayu” ring out loud and clear

Amno baru leaders try to see

We are living in multi-racial society

It is better don't put a label

It will point back at you

It is better to work for the people

Let them enjoy the fruits of the nation

Look at your partners MCA and MIC

Why don't you label them too?

It will never end calling racist here and there

It is better work towards the progress of the nation

suicide will not go free

Suicide doesn't solve a problem

It only makes the going tougher

The living souls have to carry it

The sad memories of a life gone

Death by suicide

It has no meaning

It only makes it worst

It can't enter the gate

Life is tough

Nobody says it isn't

We make our decisions

The bad effects it knocks

Once we make a stand

We have to live with it

Life isn't bed of roses

It has thorns too

Love, marriage and money

It is always the menu in our lives

Don't let it ruin the life itself

It has more to give than die

Suicide will not go free

The chains will cuff for life

Is this the way to go?

The lake of fire in tormenting it

death will stalk us

Everyone has to go

On this Earth we called home

There is no escape

No matter how we try

To live longer

We look for ways to survive

There is no way to hide

The inevitable will arrive

We were tricked

By Lucifer in the Garden of Eden

Promising the eyes can see

The minds can evaluate reasoning

But we were unlucky

We are banished from eternity

The fruits of our sins

Death is the penalty

On Earth we come and go

Live the good and bad values

We have our chances

We better don't lose it away

Do the good deeds

The paradise we may return

One thing we can't escape

Death will stalk us on this Earth

we keep hearing the lies

We keep hearing

The lies, the lies and the lies

The leaders spin their tales

The reporters just take blind

Help the people?

By the mob mentality

Still staying the divide and rule

Using religion to hold on to power

The feeding of cash

The factory regime rules

The one track destination

The addiction hit the minds

The public relation tools

Spreading the tales

“I help you, you have to help me too”

The loaded wagon train to the fore

The hit on the gong

The people disappear

The crooks arrive unload it all

Leaving the empty wagon

The feeding of cash

The mob runs free

The police will stay quiet

Waiting for orders to pursue

The people feeling the heat

They have responsibility to take

The empty pockets aren't helping

They will wait for the opportunity

the mob gathering

The mob gathering

Intimidating the innocent

The group of bad hats

Coming from the ruling party

The top leaders stay quiet

They don't say to take action

Silence here means the opposite

They seem to sanctioned it

The blue gang will watch

They don't catch the mob

They let them go free

Not even under police code 504

Only Zunar the cartoonist

He is arrested and probed under sedition

For displaying his cartoons for all to see

Depicting the ruling regime

It is sad to see

The police lose the respect

The people have long concluded

The police have turned blind

ali baba

Ali Baba

And his forty thieves

He will not apologise

He will dig in

The coffers now easy

Nobody will say he is a crook

He can take at will

Just say the magic word

“Open sesame

Let me come in

Let me take what I want

Don't close down on me”

Ali Baba

And his forty thieves

They run the show

Steal the money shout donation

No law will stick

No agency will come knocking

It is the wagon loaded train

The easy picking on the way

Ali Baba

And his forty thieves

They walk in circles

They can't find a resting place

the religious cleansing

The religious cleansing

Of a race on the land

The ruling government

It should treat all fair and square

There is the danger

When religion links to politics

The ruling party will talk nonsense

They want to clean up the illegals

Myanmar government

It's ministers should show compassion

Though these illegal Muslims come in peace

If you can't accept them, turn them away

Why the use of force?

Why the use to cleanse it up?

The practising Buddhists

Don't play the political game

the arrogant talking kok

Legally stupid

A minister says

On the Bersih supporters

He plainly talks kok

Apply under PAA

Charged Maria Chin under Sosma

Saying she is trying to destroy democracy

When she bloomed to ask for clean government

The jittery of Amno baru leaders

They are facing the crumbling walls

It will be laid bare in time

Walk the talk? Look in the mirror!

A widow, a mother of 3

What threats she pose in Bersih?

Amno baru leaders afraid to see

The outcome in time to fall

The silence of coalition leaders

They have no voice to say at all

Too much addiction in their heads

They hear the drumbeats of the fall

The cracks on the wall

It will not stay together for long

The Amno baru leaders

They will fall for a song

the day of importance

The day of importance

It is the day you came to the world

There you will sing your praises

In the world you will take flight

Nothing will stop the dreams

You will take the challenges

Out in the open field and fight

Carving a name in every place

A new age may have arrived

You will still see the world of opportunites

Knocking at your door waking you to take flight

In the field where you will carve a name

Sometimes it is best to take a pause

Gathered up the links and see where it will go

A new way of seeking opportunities

A new bridge to walk through

A day you were born today

See the fruits you have made

Take stock what will come

The field is open; opportunities aplenty

hades world

Hades world

Don't go there

If you have a brain

Don't let it pain

You may cry

When you face reality

One or two lashes you hold

A hundred lashes you will faint

The stinging pain

You can't sleep through

Hades world

It's the divide and rule

Adultery is stoning to death

The Federal rule put it out

Otherwise it will be hell

Even thinking will be bad

Hades world

Don't dream of the virgin brides

They aren't coming

For greed and inflicting pain

Hades world

The seeds of the bad

They will feel the fire

The lake will take them all

Hades world

Don't be the innocent lambs

You will be slaughtered

They will party until dawn

the seeds of the bad

The seeds of the bad

Sad episodes in our lives

They come in numbers

They come with bullying

The small party leaders will scream

How good they have managed for us

They forget to tell how much crumbs they pocket

Along the way of the wagon trains

The billions got away

The agencies can't touch the bad

Instead they go after the small fishes

Shouting loud for all to hear

The white sharks swimming away

Splashing waves of water spinning tales

The shark hunters stand and watch

They have the seeds of the bad

The good seeds wait

The time will come to germinate

With sufficient rainfall along the way

A new generation of change

the echo will not die yet

Ah Mo1 sits on the swing

Pushing by itself to go higher

Shouting out loud to the air

“Who can touch me?”

The shadow swings

On the ground to the air

The yelling of loud satisfaction

“Nobody can touch me!”

The squeaking swing

It takes Ah Mo1 higher

The feet never touch the ground

Air-borne feeling so great

But the ants bite

There is the loud yelling

The screaming reaches to the ground

The painful crying on the swing

The barking dogs run out

“Where is the enemy?”

“You fools! It's the ants!”

“Then we can't help you”

Ah Mo1 falls down

Tumbling to the ground

The ants swarmed around

The giant cries feeling the heat

the mob in parliament

The mob in Parliament

The breaches of security

What is the security doing?

Outsiders can just walk in?

Luckily nothing serious happened

The mob from Amno baru

Reported from Salak South

Amno baru leaders what say now?

It isn't their culture?

They know how true it is

They just want to twist around

Thinking the people are children

It isn't Isis terrorists

It will be a shameful disgrace

The lapse of security

The bad elements take over

The police should have rounded up

Those bad elements causing physical commotion

Why wait for them to show up?

Because they are Amno baru members?

Play the game equally

Let no element of favouritism

On the cards there is

We see through it right away

the peacock on the field

The peacock spread his wings

On the field under the sun

He doesn't care what others say

He stands proud feeling the hot wind

The colours of magic on the wings

All eyes click and photograph it

The peacock on the field

He knows how to get attention

With subtle movements he makes

The stealing of food nobody sees

It is so easy when the eyes are occupied

On the wrong side of the wings

The peacock stands on the field

Waving his wings of colourful lights

Under the hot sun bewitching the crowd

He has his elements bewitching eyes

The crowd is delighted

Capturing the peacock on cameras

Flashing and filming in the sun

The peacock picks what he wants

leet's play a fair game

Maria Chin of Bersih 2.0

Ambo baru just wants to discredit her

The police will do anything to charge

Even saying they have the documents

The Bersih office insists the police

Come clean with the evidence

They say they have the list

What the raiding party took away

This is obvious sign

Finding ways to discredit her

A widow, a mother of 3

What terrorism is she involved?

But with MO1 nothing swift

No taking of computers, notebooks

Handphones or bank statements

Only say it is donation everything gone quiet!

And with the Red ring leader

Lock-up for 4 days no charge!

Though he threatened with bloodshed

Hooliganism, bullying, and physical harm

Don't play a game of selective persecution

Let's play a game of equal fairness in dealing with issues

Nobody is above any law and so it should be

And the police should play fair and square

let the green moon go

The Kelantan voters

By the next election

It's time to say your piece

Say it loud and clear

Pas has not brought developments

Its leaders are too busy drafting hudud laws

It is to create the fear and divide rule

Pas learned it quick from Amno baru

The green moon hasn't shone

The like of Tok Guru who had gone

The good ones have left and formed Amanah

The way forward is to kick out Pas

Let Pas roam in the dark

Let the leaders have no place to rest

The hardship the people face in Kelantan

The floods causing damages and lives lost

Till today the marks are in the minds

The premarital sex bringing shame and sorrow

What happen to the teaching of the Islamic preachers?

Maybe spending too much thinking of hudud laws?

Going forward isn't in hudud laws

Going forward is to implement economic activities

Let the people grab the opportunities

Let religion be a private matter with you and God