painted red on the door

The old horse still gallops

On the race course to earn trophies

Where many have said it should go back to the stable

The old horse has no business to race again

But the old horse around for decades

He has learned the trade of horse riding

He has race in many challenging conditions

He outwitted many young horses

Now they hit him with RCI

On one of his championship rides

Though he didn't win outright

He suffered some bruises but survive

The other owners gang up to set him down

Painting him as the bad old horse depriving others a ride

They say he should go back to the stable

Using RCI the lapdogs will run barking whole night

sweeping under the carpet?

Apa Mandi turns

He doesn't want to sue

There is no benefits gained

Taking on bankrupt RPK

It isn't about a bankrupt

It is about honor and face

Apa Mandi says he will sue

Now he plays a different tune

He should address the issue

RPK wrote it playing a game

The honor is at stake

Is it true or false?

Without initiating a legal suit

There will be some truth in it

RPK can claim he is right

The persons name afraid to sue!

does it really matter big or small?

Big fraud or small fraud

Does it really matter?

It is still a crime

It is still a cheating

The lap dogs will twist it

Thinking the people are fools

There is no affirmative action

Giving excuses do not buy it

The public confidence has eroded

With the leaders handling our finances

It seems to easy to defraud it

There will be no heads to roll

It is still the old story

Every year of the Auditor General's Report

The public funds are wasted or gone

There are no proper procedures followed

The AG should conduct this current year

Audit the last 6 months transactions involved

There will be the same old story

As long as the heads never roll

We are tired of the old story

No action but a lot of excuses

Time we boot out Bee Anne

And let the lap dogs become stray dogs

the stray dogs

The stray dogs of the humans

Once the dogs were pets in the households

Once the usefulness is gone in time

The humans throw out the dogs

Eventually they become the strays

Running on the streets and backlanes

Scavenging for food sleep in any places

The poo can be found on the streets

Sometimes it can be seen outside the front gates

These are stray dogs like the Ronin of the samurai era

They have no masters to control and care for them

They are the stray dogs

Of course we will find good Samaritans

These women will feed the dogs

They think they help these poor animals

To live and survive in their harsh reality

They should just take the stray dogs home

It really defeats their intentions

They allow the stray dogs to multiply

In the end more strays will be on the streets

The authorities will be slow to act

There is no proactive actions taken

The officers will wait for complaints

Only then they will act on the strays

Otherwise they don't bother much on the problem

They let the residents getting angry

But the stray dogs are the humans issue

They make the strays!

we decide oh captain!

Bee Anne will sink

Amno B leaders say it will not

They have one captain

The coalition partners are first officers

Amno B doesn't recognize equal partners

In Bee Anne set up it looks to share equally

But in reality it isn't....

It is just Amno B carrying the load

The coalition partners are warming the bed

They will collect the leftover and stay quiet

Occasionally they will make some noises

It is to show they are still relevant..

But Pakatan Harapan has equal partners

They will share the loads equally

Every leader has a say on issues

They will tackle issues on consensus

We will see in GE14

The way of a new party

The way of the old

We have to decide once and for all

the rain the flood and the pot holes

The rain

The floods

And pot holes

It comes again

Is there no solution?

The floods in East Coast

Every year it will return

Sometimes taking lives too

The rain

The monsoon

It comes end of year

Giving the people sleepless nights

Areas aren't covered by floods

The clogged roads will see pot holes

By the constant stagnant water

The pot holes will appear

Maybe it is the lousy job

The job never handles good

When rain hit a few times

The motorists will see pot holes

The rain

The floods

And the pot holes

And we don't learn

the persian cat in love

I put up flower pots

Around the concrete fence

Believing the persian cat stays

In the garden by himself

But I was wrong

The great pretender could jump

He learns it from the stray cats

They could find their ways around

Once he showed me

He couldn't come down

So I thought he couldn't jump

I was fooled by the persian cat

Nowadays he hardly stays

He hangs around outside

Playing his time chasing female cats

I have to walk to look for him

Though he will run back

Stopping a few times looking back at me

As if trying to say I am not sporting

Disturbing his romance on the field

Now he has fallen in love

The persian cat with a female cat

Once the female cat makes her calls

The persian cat runs and jumps over the fence

He seems to be possessed by love

He doesn't care what he is doing

Running after the female cat

Like a toy cat in heat

it's hard work

You think you have a class

You don't want to behave in the low

You think you have the credentials

A breed of its own

The years of study

The years of experimentations

The years of knowledge gathered

You say you are an expert

But you don't study money

It makes the world economy move

You don't have a basic economic knowledge

The knowledge you gained give you no edge

You decide to abandoned class

You will join the gang

For money will pull in the good and bad

They will share the same identity

From it you realize

The people on the streets know

They will bargain or beg

As long as they get the dough

You think you have class

An education and a path

But success in the economic world

It starts back at zero

true religion needs no protectors

They want to play gods

They want to throw weight around

They will say they have the credentials

They have gone on years of study

But they don't say they are humans

As humans they will make mistakes

As humans they will commit sin

All that they brush it aside

They show they are above the Constitution

They demand the faithfuls to follow orders

Obey them; believe in them; follow their views

There will be no tolerance of different thought

But they forget to mention

The last prophet of God came and gone

There will be none for the people

It is only the power grabbing game

The true religion will stay through time

No matter what has been said and done

It will stay true to its calling

It doesn't need protectors

God's work is supreme

Nothing can take it away

Politics in religion

Satan will laugh all the times

the darkness

The darkness will come

When we don't wake up to call

Everyone has to unite

For the sake of the light

The darkness will come

When good people sleep

They don't want to get involved

They let the bad things triumph

The darkness will come

When a religion tries

Hit the heads follow the lead

Do not question or engage

The darkness will come

When we let fear rule our lives

We let a few powerful men

Set the tone of our lives

The darkness will come

When the little napoleons run

Every direction to make their marks

And we keep quiet like robots

The darkness will come

When we are afraid to change our lives

We don't want to rock the boat

We will suffer quietly for our cowardice

So what will it be?

Let darkness rule?

Let the light bloom?

Let our fear pull us down?

the holes become a fall

Too many lies

Even a right will not score

The holes become a fall

Once the rain come along

The tales never end

A story runs out of connection

Yet the stories will be told

By different liars different locations

It is sad really

When monies become a fortress

Covering it high up to the sky

Reality is functioning in the mind

Too many lies

Culprits still walk free

The agencies still talking

The holes become a fall

the change must come

The hidden Islamization

The subtle ways to go

Without the partners know

They let the lower ranks run

Though the Constitution says

The nation is Secular all the same

But Amno B leaders playing the game

Behind subtle messages framed

The coalition partners keep silence

So are the opposition leaders

When it comes to a religion

Both houses keep a distance

Of course the green moon people

They will smile clap their hands

Though they can't manage well

The state they rule for decades

The Constitutional lawyers will jump

This isn't the frame work of our Constitution

But they don't have the power to effect change

They are the voices albeit without teeth

Now the people have to decide

Look into Selangor how the ruling is made

The religious authority can persecute

The freedom of religion is a farce?

The change must come for this nation

She is crying for decades of mismanagement

Now look what the Auditor General has to say

The ruling elites still don't bother to learn

don't let the big sharks go

Don't catch the small crooks

They are the fall guys

They know what they do

They know what the heads carry through

The agency officials only go at them

They are easily apprehended and remanded

Now the agency officials will say

They will pursue without fear or favor

It's only the small corruptors

They too play the games

The cut of projects and commissions

They want to enrich themselves

The agency officials must go for the big sharks

They are the ones causing hiccups on the road

Catch these big timers and put them behind bars

They aren't the saints but the bad in suits

The road to get back our dignity

There is only way to do it

Change the government

Let the crooks and cronies fall

A chance is on our way

We mustn't forget to get it right

The coalition partners are in scared mood

The newspapers and televisions put them high instead

the chinese

The Chinese will do anything

Any where any place just to stay

Living it extract its wealth to survive

Along the way to make it to the top

They will say the best ways

They will do the bad things

As long as they can smell success

Death is just a number called

The Chinese aren't afraid

The Chinese aren't the softies

Put the Chinese any where

They make a name for themselves

The Chinese are known too

The running dogs for good measure

Digging their own kind to save their skins

Like the case of Japanese occupation

The Chinese can be found in many countries

They will live to adapt to the environment

Blend themselves into it but retain their roots

The Chinese will flourish but so are the bad

Now China has grown

Flex her muscles and her wealth

China doesn't bow to pressure

She is her own to make the world

there is no short cut to parenting

I mean a young child committed suicide

He got into a tiff with his mother

The next thing his mother realized

He had jumped down from her apartment

Is there something missing?

The parenting has failed somewhere?

Giving the young children handphones to entertain

They are so engrossed in it

Until they can't differentiate entertainment and reality

Is this way we are going to see now?

Letting children enjoying the internet games

Learning something without parents guidance?

This is the horror of parenting

There is no short cut to nurture young ones

Don't play the game every parent is doing

The children will feel neglected without love

Spend a lot of time

Don't say use quality management

The child will not understand

He will only see the hurrying parents!

don't write off the old horse

Don't write off the old horse

In any field of one has to endeavor it

Without trying there is no response

The old horse will gallop through

Though the stable of horses

Everyone has a right to win

In the race to get to the top

Don't write off the old horse

Now we hear the thorough breed

They think they are the best to race

But the bad race affecting all

It is time to put them back to the stable

The old horse still takes ride

Along the minds of the rural folks

The city folks will encourage him

Once he was a thorough breed

brim a political tool

I don't subscribe to Brim

It never helps in the long run

Though Bee Anne leaders will lap it up

They think they help the people on the streets

The money over $6 billion a year

It is better collectively built houses

Across the cities and towns

Give them for free

What economic situations the people are in

These homes will help to live rightfully

They don't have to worry where to stay

When bad times hurt the pockets

The Brim money they receive

Honestly how long will it last?

Some a few days others maybe a month

Then what will become of these people?

Brim is a voting tool

Bee Anne thinks to butter them

What they do behind close doors?

We hear the crying of the Auditor's Report

don't twist the story

The green moon party

The lights never shine my friend

4 Islamic countries name your leader

One of the leaders to promote terrorism

Though he tries to slam the countries

These Islamic countries can't be wrong

They have put on their terror list

The party leader is involved

We have read reports about its members

Going to fight for Isis in the Middle East

A few died fighting for paradise lost

It is at home that they have forgotten

The police will not investigate

The green moon party will float along

The red and white will lend its support

And the lapdogs will stay quiet as well

The green moon party

Its leaders can say all they want

Look in Egypt 305 people dead

The wrong approach brings chaos and death!

Let religions be a private affair

Let God decide for each of them

Let nobody try to create fear

We are afterall children of God

we mustn't let bee anne in again

Bee Anne enlists 100,000 members

On the road to disseminate the truth news!

Challenging the opposition for the lies

As the party prepares for GE14

What truth these members going to say?

1MDB stilling hanging over our heads

Atlantuya still wants her dues

The report on 1MDB under OSA

The shame we feel on the world stage

What truth are they going to spin?

These members should study in the mirrors

Don't spread your own lies too!

The opposition parties have the people

These concerned citizens will hit the world of web

Everyday they have been doing it

They don't get paid for saying the truth

But Bee Anne is floating with cash

They use it to play the catch games

They are afraid to fall to the ground

They will face the music in Bamboo River

The people must not feel afraid

Let us change the landscape

We have enough of cheating and corruption

Time we take back our rights and dignity

religions should stay private

Religions should stay private

The faithfuls and God

It shouldn't be recognized as an official religion

It spells headaches for all around

Once it is written in it

It takes the extremists to rock the scene

Branding it as the mouth piece

They do not tolerate dissent

Religions are paradise and hell

It depends how you breathe into it

Look at the Middle East countries

It sours the paradise and peace

Even the simple joy of life

The extremists will control it

Using religion as an organ of discrimination

They spell their law in the name of God!

Religions have no compulsion

A person can leave as his choice

He shouldn't be stopped for doing it

Let the faithfuls decide their fate!

Let religions stay free

Let no politicians try to enforce it

They aren't the prophets they aren't saints

So stop the lies say the truth please!

the game of politics

The soldiers of fortune

They will do whatever it takes

They have that chance to do it

Before they leave the stage

The smell of wealth

It is there all the times

It is matter of how to connect the dots

Play the game enrich it with support

They play the game of politics

They say to serve the people with straight faces

Behind the public eyes they feel the wealth

In the hands of power enrich with bloated contracts

The soldiers of fortune

It can happen in any structure of society

But in politics the game is to play

Before leaving the stage

the clown in the august house

The dominant B leaders

What they have in the August House?

Sack Sack Sack!

It is always in their minds

When one clown starts to say

The leaks falling from the house

They clap in applause

Smiling on their faces

The fools in the August House

They make the dignity on low grade

The clowns stick together

Sack and sack and sack!

The bale of laughter ring

There is nothing else in their minds

They think they are males

What else they think in their minds?

The August House

Let the dignity rule

This is where our future hold

Don't use it to play mix fruits