hell at sea

Hell on the sea

When a ship sinks

When a boat capsizes

When a catamaran overturns

The crew and passengers

They will shout, cry and pray

Hoping for rescuers sailing in quickly

Else the sea will claim its stake

The bodies will float in cold sea

Splashing for awhile before tiredness call

The lifeless bodies losing all the hope

The survivors will cling together to survive

The silent prayers in their minds

Calling for help hope to arrive

The cold sea will make its claim

When weaknesses of souls fade

The life jackets must be put on

Don't think you are safe on the sea

Once tragedy happens the mind turns blank

You only stare at the cold sea

The cold tongue kissing your body

Taking its time to taste it over

You will shiver in the cold sea

Knowing it will be the long cold days

Don't forget life jackets

It will help you to stay alive

Put it on while on the boat

It will make a difference

don't hide your sins

When there is a black spot on your face

You don't see it but you will tell others on it

You can quote scriptures as if you know its meaning

Telling others they are sinful in their actions

You try to show you are above the other mortals

Everyone has committed a sin in his life

The day they were born till the day they die

You make yourself confusing

Maybe it is God's Ways to punish you

Yet you don't see it in your eyes

You still talk as if you are an angel

But the truth is you aren't sinless

You have your sins like everyone else

Don't call others to repent

For the sins they carry inside their minds

You have to openly declare yourself

You can't hide your sins while others you seek to ridicule

God will write down your misdeeds

God will answer for you when the time you return

The judgement God will tell you

Isn't it time to tell the truth before it is too late?

Don't swear on the Holy Books

Don't swear in the presence of praying halls

When your heart isn't pure

Your mind full of bad shadows

It will tell for the lights will bathe the shadows

Letting the sins glare in the open

Though you will walk out feeling compose

But black shadows tailing you behind

The righteous ones will see it clearly

You can't hide in a straight face

You forget God knows everything

Every inch of the brain, cells, nerves, thoughts

You just can't hide away from the poking eyes of God

He will make you pay for the sins you try to hide

Though you call others to repent

You walk out feeling compose

life is fragile

The butterfly falls

When its wings are clipped

On the carpet of green grass

In the heat of the sun

It tells us a tragedy...

Nothing is ever staying permanent

Outside factors may derail it

Leaving the unfulfilled dreams

The butterfly may have hit by the wind

Crushed against the branches of the palm tree

Leaving its life in broken wings

Waiting for the final verdict

There is no way to save the butterfly

It is waiting for its day to arrive

Even put it on the bamboo trees

Without food and water its life will be gone

It tells us a story...

Life is fragile we mustn't forget

We must enjoy it while we are at it

Once it is gone there is nothing to say or write

sex makes money

Sex makes money

We can't pretend it isn't

It is a few hundred billions business

We live in it in our lives

Sex market is huge

We see it in ourselves

In books, in videos, in movies and in plays

From gossips to the real thing

Sex never gets bored in our minds

We will dream of it every time

Even in work; in social gathering

We hope to get somebody to be laid

Then we hear of sex experts

They hold out to give advice

Sex isn't stripped naked

and dive into the pool

There are many zones to learn and play

We hear of sex problems

We read it in medical books and articles

Soft penises, low sex drives, low interest

On the men and women of unfulfilled needs

The lone rangers can find the market

In the cities and towns to engage in it

The nights of the angels for a fee

The gigolos plying their trade

The plays and the playboys

A full pocket the playgirls arrive

They say the sweetest words

Nothing else matters but the sex

But sex can kill

When a person needs aren't fulfilled

Sex can make a person go mad

When a need isn't met terrible things happened

Sex makes money

It is the real thing on the move

We read of sex slaves

A lucrative market to push

The gangs and black markets

They will roundup women and men

For the purpose to perform sex

A pocket full of money everything goes

Sex can be a crime

When force is used to play

Though money will be exchanged

The criminal acts aren't free

The child sex is a crime

No country will tolerate it

Though money seems to talk

The supply chain will be knocked

Sex makes money

The angels of night flourish

Full time or part time women or men

It is the need of demand and supply

Though police will stage raids

The rings will not be broken easily

One brothel closes a few spring over night

For sex is money

Sex is a gift from God

But the pimps know how to squeeze

The lonely people on the planet

Charging a fee for service

So we can't escape

Sex makes money

Like it or hate it

Sex is here to stay

let it go

Let it go

Show us what you can do

You don't need to beg

You will save your pride

You don't have to worry

The future you can't see

You can speak everywhere

The rules will stay

You want to change

Convince the people you can

Show us your plan

You don't have to beg

Let it go

When Trojan horses run

You should realize by now

The backstabbers mustn't welcome

The time is

When the walls have cracked

The signs are there

You don't have to beg

You need to act together

Formulate a good plan to succeed

You don't have to beg

You will save your pride

the eco-warriors

The eco-warriors

They want to make their stand

On Nature crying of losing her shine

On the destruction for the sake of development

The eco-warriors may ruffle some hairs

The political connected companies never like it

The political leaders will shout at the lap dogs

The eco-warriors will be punished or pushed

Though there are laws

The enforcement officers aren't pro-active

They wait for reports or complaints before they act

It is up to the eco-warriors to shout and crow

Sometimes the eco-warriors are arrested

For fighting a cause for Mother Nature

Destroying the environment isn't a laughing matter

It will cause irreparable damage to the environment

The authorities should walk the rounds

Let the laws apply equally across the board

Do not let greed and corruption destroy Nature

It will cause headaches for our future generations

The current political ruling landscape

The leaders have never reversed gears

The promises have all forgotten

When wealth of the nations they take away

Nature is crying

Too much destructions without proper control

We see the effects on our times

The floods; the landslides; the polluted rivers

And the air-borne diseases stalking lives

The eco-warriors have a role to play

They want to fight for the injustice on Nature

Let the people recognize the ill-effects in their lives

We can't stay neutral; it is our fight keep Nature

Else we will suffer the side effects of our silence

give them plenty..they will sit in one place

The porn sites in the web

It brings sex in the net

It may bring good cheers or bad vibes

In this country the sinful authorities will clamp down

Its officials will say it is bad to watch

Rapes and sexual crimes aren't related to porn sites

It is related to our minds and our discipline

It has nothing to do with religions

Let the people choose what to see and enjoy

Look at the Western countries too much porn

Do we think they have high sexual crimes?

Look at the Middle Eastern countries

Hide the sex but sexual crimes run high

We live in a sinful world

No matter how we want to control and hide

Lucifer will not let it happen

God has promise He will not interfere

We will enjoy the thrill of penetrations

We think of sex every moment

Every date; every kiss; every touch

Sex isn't far from our minds

It isn't about watching porn sites

Why the West has low sexual crimes?

The sex teachers will tell...

Too much watching porn will reduce our libidos

Yes..too much porn the weakness of the hanging sticks

The desire for sex will go down hill

The men can't make their members go hard

Too much watching porn causing the organs to hide

The sex instructors have warned it many times

When the authorities block porn sites

The men and women will be highly sexually charged

They need to find an escape route

Without the porn sites they think of a different approach

Give them plenty...they will sit in one place

They can knock off their needs

Until they are too tired to think

Sex will stay cool for a day or two

When the mind is left to imagine

Traveling far and wide in the imagination

It makes the men and women eager to go

Hit the road right into the sexual glow

It isn't hard to believe with the raging hormones

Sexual crimes don't link to porn sites too much

It links to our minds, our lusts, our desires

Even without the porn sites sexual crimes still go up

When there is no outlet to knock it off

Bearing in mind we think of sex

Every waking hour in our minds

It doesn't have to link to porn sites

It is the gift God has given us to enjoy

Porn sites just show how sex is done

In many ways in different positions

But there are others who will claim

Porn sites causing the young to engage in it

Here comes the sex education to teach

Let the young know the joy of sex

Let the young know the responsibility

In engaging sex there will be consequences

When porn sites are blocked or books on sex banned

It will trigger the mind to find out why

Why want to be good when the mind is bad on sex?

It makes no sense when sexual acts happening every second

Let us be honest we all want sex all the times

When we get married it is about sex

You think it is about love and all that we say?

It is sex Mr Sherlock Holmes!

Porn sites may encourage it

But too much porn will make the organ soft

The mind is dull the imagination drained away

It will take a while for the member to come alive!

forget pas

Let Pas play its trojan horse

The party thinks of nothing

But hudud law in its game

The nation of secular

Pas will not understand

It is in its DNA

Marching for an Islamic nation

Its leaders can swear

On the Constitution

But sincerity falls behind

When it comes to protect the nation

Pas will play its game of division

Its leaders think they are holy than most

But they commit the most sins

By the way they speak

Branding others sinful but not them

DAP, PKR and Bersatu

You have enough vote banks to make the grade

Seriously you don't need Pas

It is better you make your own

Don't let Pas strike you from behind

Its leaders will not hesitate to do

With their game of hudud and Islamic nation

Go and make the change

The nation needs it badly

There is enough division

It is high time it is stopped

Bring the people together

As a nation of colourful souls

Of cultures, habits and religions

the dark clouds over the mountain

The dark clouds over the mountain range

The gathering wind silently breezing along

The trees leaves rustling with the silent protest

Though it likes the caressing touches

The light thunder in the sky

There is no rain to fall

It's only the rumbling of the dustbin man

Running his dustbin with his motorbike

The wind stop for a while

Maybe taking a break

In the distance the light thunder rolls

The roosters never cock-a-doodle doo

Now the soft wind blowing

The leaves dancing with it

The dark clouds spreading in the sky

Thinking of rain but it is work in progress

The roosters by now will crow

Maybe the owner woks it in slow fire

There is no roosters at the back-lane

There are cats walking by looking for food

The dark clouds gather over the mountain range

Thinking of rain but it hasn't from the sky

The gathering wind silently breezing along

The roosters never cock-a-doodle doo

falling in love from a distance

Falling in love from a distance

The words never have spoken

It is left in the mind in a compact disc

Afraid to say; afraid to hear the laughter

The triangle of love

It happens in many relationships

A man or a woman falls in love with another soul

When they are in current bonding glue

It is hard to say

The words are floating in the mind

The frustrations in love from a distance

There is no way to light the fire

Falling in love from a distance

The words get bottled in the mind

When a man or a woman falls in the predicament

It is like crying with the wind like whispering

There is nothing much could be done

Hold your tongue; hold your words; hold your mind

The less spoken the less hurt it becomes

The friendship stays strong the current flow on even speed

Falling in love from a distance

The words never have spoken

It is left in the mind in a compact disc

It is like crying with the wind like whispering

bend like rubber

Bend like rubber

You never want to do

You dropped your way

Leaving the moment to the wind

The sound on the chopping board

It rings the sound in the air

The devil rises from his slumber

Dripping wet to get the score

Driving a hard bargain to get the ore

The drumming in the mind to score

The sorry state of affairs to read

The unfulfilled dream sleeping in the mind

The wind blowing the palm leaves

Bending it slowly brushing it carelessly

Pushing it to the ground telling the need for it

Then the wind stop the unfulfilled need arises

“You can't do it to me!

I need to touch the ground”

The wind laugh blowing it hard

“Is it really? You should be hung high and dry!”

run gst

Run GST it's time to go

You don't have to feed

The elites to stay alive

It makes no sense

You are part of the feeding

On the spread of the tentacles of corruption

It makes the people angry of the rising tides

You collect tens of billions but where are the goods?

Run GST it's time to go

The pro-government economists will say

You have come to save the elites

They too get a share of the bargain

Run GST you know the history

You don't need to be a peg in a wheel

You need to run away from the corrupted tentacles

It is here you feed the tentacles of corruption

Run GST it's time to go

You don't have to feed

The elites to stay alive

It is better to stop corruption

let the positive vibrations flow

The ashes of life

Don't let it go to waste

Once it has the full potential

Until the black angel pays a visit

When he comes

The time is lost

Nothing will say or do

It will make any difference

So go get it done

The life's full riches

It lays out in the eyes

You don't need to be rich

The gifts are everywhere

Train your eyes and mind to see

The abundance wealth in your life

If only you stop and breath for a while

You will see the difference

It springs out alive in your eyes

You don't have to be rich or poor

The gifts are everywhere

The way life brings

Enrich it by taking it boldly

Let the positive vibrations flow

As life turns into ashes you don't feel regret

this is a gift

On the nights of heat

The men and women will ride

Up to the North or down to the South

On the cascading rides full of screams

Splashing it down the slippery slope

Going deep into the pits

The night watchers will pimp

They hope to catch the waywards on heat

They don't believe they do it wrong

They think they are the saints

Without the screaming organs and hollows

It will be a sad, sad, crushing blow

The drumbeats of the bridges

The water flow deep sweeping in anticipation

The broken sticks; the shortest poles, the thundercats

The wind of whisper the brushing of ecstacy flow

The echo of the bridges reaping its rewards

Spoil by the nightwatchers cracking its whip

Yet the nights of heat

It will filter through codes and means

The games of hide and seek flourish

Even angels fall for the passion

Who can fault creations?

It is meant to live it up

It is only the night watchers

Stick it in by Lucifer to thwart a plan

Going all out to punish those involved

The dating games and its benefits

Cascading down from the nights of passion

And they say it is wrong!

On the nights of heat

You can see God's paradise

Nothing will beat its creation

This is a gift

It makes our mundane life comes alive!

the speeding drivers

The speeding drivers

They never learn at all

Follow the traffic rules

Many fail to do

The police say

The traffic offences high

Issuing 16,500 summons

The drivers wrong attitude

The speeding devils

The highway is the toy

Pumping adrenalin in the go

Lives flowing out to the wind

The police busy writing

The summons flying high

Will the drivers stop and think?

Only death will make them regret!

he may dream to make it big

With his guitar on his shoulder

He will go out and sing his songs

He braves the crowd of sea faces

He has to earn his days in the challenging times

He may dream to make it big

He knows it in his heart and mind

Now he has to earn his living

With his guitar strumming away

He sings his songs

In the crowded boardwalk

People may stop and listen

He is on his flow

Some may throw him money

For the joy he brings to the air

The dreary lives they all live in

With songs singing live on the street

With his guitar on his shoulder

He will go out and sing his songs

He may dream to make it big

Now he has to earn his living

the malaysians going abroad

The Malaysians going abroad

Living their roots to settle overseas

They will say many reasons

One of those will be opportunities

Many will not return home

They will get married settled down

They always think they make a good choice

Leaving the land of their birth

The discrimination happens in all countries

On the white skin, black skin, yellow skin

It is how much a person could take it

Some just can't make the connection

Going abroad and live

It seems the easy way to go

Convert themselves without fear

Living the life in the eyes

With rising tide of Islam phobia

The Isis militants making the bad

Many too have flocked home

Maybe they miss the “teh tarik!”

If we want a change here

We have to band together to make it

We can vote out Bee Anne

We have given enough time already

It ripe time to change

Bee Anne has enjoyed over 6 decades of rule

Thanks to EC and its one sided track

We need to make the move

soo many shop-lots

So many shop-lots

The housing developers built

It is left empty unoccupied

Some for years

And yet with every new housing project

More shop-lots are built

Don't the developers see it?

There is no demand already?

Even with the new bus terminal

There will be more shoplots built

A short distance from it

Tiara shoplots too going up

While the old shop-lots are left empty

Why must the town council approve it?

On the structure plan shop-lots will be built

The previous lots are left to decay?

One Impiana Plaza is left empty

It is now rundown and eye sore

Nobody wants it there

Still many shop-lots are coming up

Maybe I miss something?

Maybe the town council wants taxes

Without studying the demand and supply

Look at the old shoplots are left empty

the city once i stayed

The city once I stayed

Though traffic jams was usual

The minibuses catching business

The hell drivers zooming in

The impatient drivers

The pedestrians better walked faster

The drivers couldn't wait for the green

They were eager to press and fly

In the night

The night clubs and mamas

The girls under their charge

The dancing partners and side income

Until the wee hours of the morning

The way these girls operate their living

It was the money dreaming of a better life

Under the syndicate gangs hard to come by

The drug addicts and their smoking habits

The wasted lives losing all hope in their lives

Begging for money to get the next fix

I knew a chicken seller lost it all for drugs

I left the city

I didn't want to see the ills

I left my footprints and memories

Floating around with the wind

don't issue warning

Don't issue warning

Enough time for you to act

The years falling deep

The snow has melted

Look into the ministers

The party chief and deputy chief

There will have skeletons

They can't escape if you probe in

So Macc wake up and go

Don't show us the small fishes

They just follow the white sharks

Some white sharks probe for years

But what is the result?

It is as quiet as the silence

There is nothing to hold them?

Not even a hair of bad faith?!

Macc, saying donation isn't corruption?

Go and bite the white sharks

It is time to get the act together

This isn't the time to issue warning!

The big white sharks are free

Dipping in the clear blue sea

Enjoying the sun and fishes

While Macc showing placards

Come on be a man!

Catch the white sharks

Drag it to shore for us to see

Cut into pieces serve it in prison