fishing on the mining pond

The heavy rain

The water rises on the mining pond

It is where all the rubbish thrown in

It is where fishing men will throw in lines

When the rain stops

The cool refreshing wind

Under the droplets of water from the trees

The men will throw in fishing lines

The signs are put up

Warning the pond is out of bound

The many signs many will ignore

The enforcement will never arrive

Years ago the pond claimed lives

Catching fishes ran into deep water

The pond has a habit to claim souls

The signs are a warning many ignored it

Fishing can calm nerves

Fishing can cool down pressures

For hours the fishing men will stand

Puffing up smoke letting the time floating by

let it be quick

Let it be quick

Don't wait for the time

Grab it while you are at it

Tomorrow will be different

What you see today

It will come in full circle

Once it reaches your door

Don't miss the opportunity

Though many will be busy

Plotting and planning to get there

They forget to stop and take a break

Sometimes riches come in quick succession

The missed points in the circle

The opportunity slips through the fingers

The lucky time comes unannounced

Once you miss it a long time to wait

Let it be quick

Don't jump in blindly

The opportunity in the circle

It waits for nobody when it arrives

don't cry

Don't cry

When you fall

You know what you do

The life you lead into

Too many bribes

You get a cut and prosper

You don't realize its implications

Once you are expose

Don't cry

When the law knocks the door

You can run but you can't hide

Sooner or later you will come out

Don't cry

When the shame drops by

You know what you do

The life you lead into

don't married the moon

Pas has fallen

Even before the general election

The truth will be hard to chew

When its leaders dreaming on the moon

The promises made must be kept

The elections of the past seemed forgotten

The years of Tok Guru had gone

Pas will be in history

The falling from grace

Pas has to accept its fate

The truth is hard to swallow

It has to happen to make the leaders realize

Don't give promises you can't keep

Don't act arrogantly as if you control it all

Don't push your hidden agenda of humans sadism

It never works in society of freedom and choices

it is time to bring back our shine!

Don't run away

The game of high stake

When the future of the nation

Every one has a claim

Be it small or big

As long as it brings a positive value

To the frayed image the nation suffers

It is time to bring back the shine!

We are the players

We aren't the audience

We have our roles

The game of change

The script of the old

It has to go

Too much bad in the fold

It makes us look small

We have bitten our shares

We have suffered our pain

We don't have to go through again

We know we have our chance this way

We have the right to change

Don't let the bad rule the game

Put them all in a neat package

Put an address to Bamboo River

Don't run away

We have our rights to make right

Change the game of play

We have a chance on stage

afraid to step on toes!

The wagon train

It has changed

The slow coach is gone

It will be the fast lane

The cruising speed

It makes the heart beats

The wagon train will stay

In memories of a time gone

The crooks will laugh

They still do of the past deeds

Today there is nothing of a catch

The walking free; the whistling melody

The Bamboo River hits the iron bars

Ringing loudly in the walls

There is still the slow investigation

Afraid to step on the toes!

the civil servants

The civil servants

You aren't paid by Bee Anne

You don't have to bow to pressure

Bee Anne isn't the one

You are paid by the tax payers

Through the party elected by the people

You shouldn't pay heed of the call

You have the right to play ball

You have the rights

Under the Constitution

No General Orders should take away that

You can exercise your right to vote

You don't have to live

Under the illusion Bee Anne pays you

You only show your support for the government

In carrying out policies and implementations

The civil servants

You have your Constitutional rights

You can vote for any party leaders you like

You don't have to listen to the vote buying tactics

the child predators 2

The child predators

Don't cry the law

You have your way

Many times before

The children are innocent

They don't know what is right and wrong

You take advantage and use them

Now don't cry in the corner

If you have an illness

You better seek medical assistance

A professional doctor will help you

Before you spiral down to the dark pit

The child predators

The law will be implemented

There is no way to hide and sulk

It is better to stay clean

The child predators

Many eyes will be in the air

Once on the wrong move

The police will knock the door

don't fall for the game

The play of Bee Anne

The usual tactics of good cop bad cop

The components in the wheel

Dodging and pushing in the press

Finally the crunch afraid to lose in the polls

Amno baru leaders will say the nice things

On the face there is no sincerity

The decades of religion and fear rule

The wagon train will keep ringing in their ears

And they think the people are fools!

The nation is Secular

On the day she was born

The Constitution says it convincingly

It is only the manipulative politicians

They think they have the god's right to say

They forget to leave Almighty alone

God doesn't need humans interference

Let the party of moon dream in the cold room

Some retired judges say the wrong way

Maybe they try to curry favours twisting the facts

The Constitution has the ingredients of a Secular Nation

It has never wanted to be an Islamic entity

Let the sane minds rule for the country

Seriously we can't be living under 2 sets of law

It is time to change party

Bee Anne has its chance to rule

For over 6 decades it plays the division game

Look at what we are facing today

High debts, scandals, corruption and greed

Let us send them to Bamboo River

They can play chess everyday

when fear is gone the bad will run

The silent grow

When fear ingrained in the mind

It's a natural way to intimidate

Loss of freedom; loss of life

When injustice lashes in

Nobody will let it through

In the beginning maybe it is true

The silent grow with fear in the role

The good souls will not let it go

Justice must be served for the truth

When every entry is blocked

The fight back will begin

The draconian laws will not last

When fear is finally removed

The trend of freedom will march

The bad leaders will be punished

Nobody wants to live in fear

When injustice rears its ugly head

Justice for the truth will prevailed

When fear is gone the bad will run

the child predators

The child predators

The crime will be over

A new law will be passed

The punishment will not worth the crime

You better seek help

It is a problem inside your head

A child needs to be protected

A child isn't used for sexual escape

It is a long time coming

The people talked for ages

Yet no proper law to punish

Until now there will be a law

The child predators

The law should address the child's marriage

It shouldn't be allowed even in Islamic considerations

It may defeat the purpose of the Act

you can hide

You can hide now

Away from the noisy neighbours

Watching the movements

With eyes on the bad

Draw the curtains

Hide the shadows in the dark

Let no preying eyes see

The secrets behind the closed curtains

All the bad can be kept in the boxes

Stacked up in the stores and in underground

The secrets should be kept in locks and keys

Let it never walk in the day or night

When power is still with you

You can delay for as long as you take

Once it is over the can of worms will crawl

Leaving you with no choice but to show your cards

the house will collapse

The black dogs run

They don't want to go back

They smell the danger

They know the house will collapse

They cut the losses

They rather be the vagabond

Roaming the streets

Living in a carefree way

The house of cards

The domino effect will ring it

The collapse will rise up the dust

The truth will shout out loud

Th black dogs stop a while

Turn around to see

The bosses still shouting in the castle

They don't hear the cracking sound

granted we have some bad apples

The agents, spies and assassins

The nation can't escape it

These professionals arrive here

Under diplomatic immunity

They can move around easily

Within our laws and common sense

Occasionally we will hear the bad news

Like the case of Kim Jong Nam

The assassin put the nation in the bad news

The nation will be known for the wrong reasons

The pawns were arrested but the agents escaped

On the day of the assassination

Besides we have thieves, robbers and militants

The militants causing headaches for the police

The special unit force will hunt the militants down

We must help the police for the peace of the nation

Nobody can close one eye

The Islamic militants want to create chaos

The bad apples aren't going to stay quiet

They will seek a popular target to get the news

We are a nation of peaceful people

We aren't in the habits of making chaos

Granted we have some bad apples who will do

Giving the nation a bad publicity!

the honoured titles

Cash for titles

It has been going on for years

The market talk about it

Though it has never been acknowledged

The businessmen surely want it

It gives them a certain prestige

A social standing they craze

Even the Mrs will be proud of the name

Cash for titles

Some go to the dubious ways

Though the titles may not recognize here

The men will use for its prestige

The recent cases of titled persons arrested

It has become a source of embarrassment

Some involved in cheating; some involved in gangsterism

How did the vetting go wrong?

Now a law had been passed

It is hope to weed out the bad ones

The honoured titles must be for the deserving persons

Let the honoured titles be the pride to pin it

the painted pictures on canvass

The painted pictures on the canvass

It may tell stories of lies and greed

The smiling faces may hide the truth

It may be nothing but just imagination

Many can't see the truth

They only imagine what they want to see

They want to feel the good feeling factors

They don't see the elephant in the room

The painted pictures on the canvass

The offending party will feel disturbed

They will find ways to get on track

They get the police but they hide the truth

One of our famous cartoonists feel the heat

The police keep harrassing him on his painting

The oppressive law is used on him still he fights on

The truth has no boundary or ill wind

Nobody can fight the change

Once it takes root

Nothing will stop it from happening

The painted pictures on canvass

in our everyday life

The civil society

We pride ourselves

The sanity of our minds

We can't do the wrong

Yet in our everyday life

We commit sins in large numbers

We never admit to our mistakes

We put blame to circumstances and time

Every light every night

We lock the doors, close the windows

Draw the curtains, put on happy thoughts

Dream the night of shadows and light

The haunted darkness will knock our minds

The civil society we pride ourselves

Yet in our everyday life

We commit sins in large numbers

we can't live blindly

We can't live blindly

Taking for granted the peaceful ways

There is a dark force lurking to make chaos

The peaceful living the dark force doesn't want it

The way of the bad

It will not go away

It will stay by the shadows

Dreaming of the day to rule

We can't live blindly

We must wake up and see

The forces of evil are around us

They use religion to gain a foothold

The spreading of ill-wind

The way of the bad will do

It's time the good people

Stay united and beat the bad for good

yo dftz

Yo DFTZ

The wagon of billions

Jumping up wild

In the e-commerce

This isn't a dream

The market is huge

In the borderless world

Yo DFTZ

The young talents wake up

Don't miss it in the world

The game of making monies

In the world of e-commerce

The old ways will stay behind

The e-commerce will push up the sky

The world of business will be ringing

The young talents better catch the opportunity

Yo DFTZ

Don't run out of steam

There is a history of habits

A good card turns red

the publicity blitz

The publicity blitz

Bee Anne leaders will take turn

Nazri got a good coverage

On his debate with his former boss

Though the police didn't approve the permit

The generating of publicity got everyone interested

The DFTZ was another cap in history

The story of the digital world of commerce

Here pm got his news a smile on his face

Touted to move Malaysia ahead in the industry

In doing so a 60,000 jobs created

MCA leaders will highlight Chinese education

Drumming up the beats Bee Anne never neglected

The mock-up cheques worth millions

The political smile on all faces

MCA leaders forget they have to beg

The funding takes a snail walk to the finished line

On the news showing how good the leaders are

The fishing for votes have started

The urban and city folks know the drill

Majority have made up their minds where to cast votes

There is no if or but in their lines of questioning

They expect changes to the country's landscape

It is the rural folks needed convincing to change

Walk on the new road let the old in memory

The nation needs a new party

To walk the talk and save the country

Current party will give us nightmares

We don't want to live in a failed state

With our debts riding high in the chart

women stop complaining

The men will say

The women should stay at homes

This is the place they got the influence

Make the homes bright, happy and high

The men will try

Make the women feel second best

The men can't stand the clever women

They will make them feel small

The men will forget

The women make the world go round and round

The women have the soft touches

Turning the men into their thumbs

But the women will forget

The power they have in their hands

They allow themselves to be used and pushed

Letting the men feel superior

The women should take back the power

They can make the men go round and round

The magic of the soft touches will not fail

If only they stop complaining and play the game

it takes a wrong passionate move

In the night of the rocky mountain

The lovers will not see the sharp edges

The deep ravines the soft holding steps

It takes a wrong passionate move

The months of agony and shame

The raging hormones; the lusts to bridge it

When the wake up called is made

Who will get the blame?

The religious bodies of men

They will point the fingers to the women

They will say the women are causing pain

They will never say the sins apply to all

It takes two to tango on the floor

The lustful men the children every year

Who will get the blame?

In the night of the rocky mountain

The wind will blow with seductive echo

The moments of the right time and place

Nothing will stop the bridge to be made

The caution will be thrown to the wind

The raging hormones will sing its loudest voice

Let the bird fly in the echo of the heartbeats

Now who will get the blame?

When point of sale is executed?

The ringing of lusts in the minds

Blame it on the rocky mountain?

Blame it on the easy laid?

Blame it on the passionate moments?

Every excuse but the shame will come

In the moments will sin take flight?

don't fall for satan promises

The lake of fire

Many tend not to remember

They think they don't go there

It is real in the mind

We are born for a reason

To test our faith on a fixed time

Learn it well before it is called home

Where we have to account for our actions

The lake of fire

It is for those who failed

They need to be cleaned and washed

For how many sins they have

Some may take years

The heavy load of sins

But there is always a hope

They will make good in time

The lake of fire

The fear is melting of skin

To the bare bones

The scream with dancing fire

It is best don't go there

Stay on the true way of life

The lake of fire

Don't let Satan make you cry

every mind must be innovative

Malaysia must move

The borderless world will not wait

Every cycle much to be made

Don't let race and religion blockade

A small nation we must push harder

The weak minds will not make the grade

The innovative minds will fly

To every corner to seek fortunes

The old ways must go

The promotion and prevent type of rule

It should be discarded to absorb a new

We can't be living under division and fear

Malaysia must move

The old horses must go

Every mind must be innovative

The world is huge for trade

the affordable homes

The affordable homes

You can't find it in the city

The developers will want huge profits

They blame the land costs too high

The every layer to get a cut

Every one wants to earn a living

As a result the housing woes in the city

The house buyers can't afford to get it

Open up to the foreign buyers

These people will eager to buy

The exchange of monies make it low

The foreign buyers have no issues

The affordable homes

The locals have to wait

Let someone like the case of Sultan of Johore

He makes it possible by his caring ways

For most of the local buyers

The affordable homes will be a long dream

It is the cycle of profit margins

The horizon of light a long while to wait

let pas dream on its moon

Pas behaves arrogantly

The green moon flying on trees

Its leaders think they are on the moon

Feeling the greatness but self defeat

Pas broke its promises

An Islamic party got sins

The Trojan horse in the circle

Its leaders behave as if to rule

Now Amno baru crafted a dance routine

Pas leaders fell into its hold

The Syariah Law amendment a trap to a fall

Pas fell for the entrapment dreaming of the moon

Pakatan Harpan leaders don't waste time and energy

Pas isn't your cup of tea and hope

Pas isn't the party to bring change

It is the party into the ancient world of dead

gone were the days

Gone were the days

When we were young

We had our freedom

Though pockets were empty

The young minds couldn't see

A stone throw from the house

We could see the empty field

We could pass our times there

But we didn'think so far ahead

What our lives would be

We let time slipped away

We buried ourselves in games

The innocent lives couldn't stay forever

Growing up years and moving to live independently

The struggling to fill up the pockets

The woes of living to stay alive

Now the eyes could see far ahead

The mind could imagine and plan

Some could make it others would fall

The fighting for survival was everyone skill

When the day was done

We could be the same

Decayed and returned to the soil

Rich or poor didn't matter at all

the terror plot

The terror plot

The evil minds will keep pushing

Believing in the paradise magic

The terrorists will forget the fall

Once they feel the fire

Dancing through their minds

It will be too late to U-turn

Death will surely come to claim

Who will benefit it?

Satan will sing his rock and roll

The dancing fire will take the souls

Burning like hell there is no paradise

The police special unit will hunt the bad

Take them to prison let them rot in time

They will see and learn there is no paradise

Where they are going is the lake of fire!

don't sing on the race and religion

A new road a new vision

The nation needs to succeed

The old ways have to dismantle

Bite the bullets make it happens

We need all to come on board

Don't draw race and religion into it

We are Malaysians better stick on the idea

This is the march to forge a new face

In forging ahead treat everyone has a right

To carve a contribution to advance the nation

Don't let the old ways impede progress

Don't sing the divisional card of race and religion!

Malaysia will be 54 years soon

The forging of ties should be grounded well

It is now to look for a new face

A new road a new vision

don't be afraid to walk a new road

Bee Anne can be dethroned

Destroy the fixed deposits

In the rural folks and East Malaysians

Give them hope in their empty pockets

The costs are rising

The taxes become a heavy load

The daily expenses will not go down

The rural folks will have to pay

Tell them dare to change

Don't be afraid to walk a new road

Don't stuck in the old ways

It's time to stand up and be counted

Bee Anne leaders are afraid

The seat of power will be lost

Don't dream of the wagon train

It will be the thing of the past

pkr time to cut the rope

PKR time to cut the rope

You don't have to hang there

Believing Pas will still have you

It's leaders have no values

Don't your remember PKR?

Pas stabbed your leader behind her back

Playing the male dominated role

Saying a woman can't rule

PKR why still dreaming on Pas?

You better let Pas go for good

Pas has played its part to derail plan

Now they are cooperating with Amno baru

PKR don't dream of the past

Time has changed the values turned

Anwar in prison time to step up gear

Get the opposition pact together

Pas has fallen on its own folly

The party will be sunk in the sea

The sea of people will let it know

There is no place of its ancient view