the red and white

The red and white

The old had died years ago

Buried in the court of law

Forever it stays in locked room

The new one emerged

The shade of the old forgotten

Though it tries to stay of the old

But it never happens

It shows every rule stays relevant

But the new has worked into addiction

The power of evil takes its soul

Slowly branding its way into it

The red and white refuses to see

It thinks it can go on forever

The time has come it has to go

Leave the stage and bite its fall

The power of evil plays into it

The evil ways penetrating in its systems

Everything will not be the familiar of the old

It has embraced the darkness for its fall

When its leader gets the inspiration

It will be the count down to the darkness

The sins the red and white carrying it

It's Bamboo River calling to return

fishing for votes

Pakatan Harapan

The war of attacks has started

Bee Anne has divided its way

Let the generals take the heat

Marching in different flanks

Each general will take his spot

Pakatan Harapan listens to the drum beats?

In Penang the heat of play

On the sea bed splashing waves

The M and G generals frontal attacks

The publicity generated to garner votes

With the support of the blue gangs

The raids and arrests to show its fangs

The M and G generals will lose

With tails between their legs

Though they will shout until the sun goes down

The generals will not see their flags rising high

They will be hunted down in the voting booths

In Selangor the green moon party

It will be tasked to hit its former ally

Drumming it to score a point

The green moon party will feel the emptiness

With its top leader embroiled in controversy

The case in England will start in trial

This is an interesting case to watch and read

The green moon party will face its doom

Even in East coast states it will lose

The floods had made its marks for good

The red and white party

The general will attack Bersatu

Digging up past misdeeds

Hoping to break the old man's spirit

But the party will face its own doom

It is its final destiny awaiting to flush into the drain

don't let religion rule in politics

Don't let a religion rule in politics

It will never bring peace and joy

The country will see the bad light

Flooding on the streets

Let liberty and justice prevail

It's the honorable tradition

It brings all races together

Leaving religions out of the loop

This is a Secular Nation

Allowing different faiths to flourish

It doesn't say one religion is better

Every religion has its right of play

Let a religion stay in the background

In history we have read how bad it can be

Once it falls into the wrong hands

There will be chaos and no peace

Learn from the Middle East countries

How people destroy their own faith

They forget to learn compassion

God let them go astray!

In our nation we must pray

Let sane minds rule it well

Let liberty and justice prevail

Let our Constitution stay supreme!

it's the power

It's the power

Once it clings into your mind

It will not let you get away

You will become its slave

It makes you enjoy it

Until the day it claims your life

Once you realize it

You make find it hard to disengage

You will turn blind

You will not understand

You will become like a parrot

Saying what it wants you to say

You will make all efforts to stay

It's the power eating you away

Slowly like a time bomb

Until the day you fall

the sins of the eyes

A shapely woman walks

The shape of her curves

Along the cool shades

In the mall

The males eyes will detour

A lovely shapely woman walks

All eyes will turn into her face

Slowly matching her curves

She will charge up the males

Letting them see but can't get the zones

The males will run into imagination

What if she is naked all the way?

A supremacy male will blame

A woman for his sins of fall

He never says he is at fault

He always says is a woman

A shapely woman walks

The shapes light up the males

They watch but can't touch her

They run the taste in their minds

In the corner of her eyes

She smiles knowing the secret she has

A transgender enjoying her parade

In the cool shade of the mall

the blue ship in the open sea

The blue ship sails

In the open sea

The last battle to face

The protection of its interests

Along the sea

Strange things it sees

The faces of those on board

Going deep into the darkness

The hollowness of the deep

It hears the crying of sinking ship

The cracking up by the tsunami

The voices stay quiet eventually

The blue ship sails

The storm ravaging waves

She battles hard head on

There is no escape

In the open sea

The storm comes suddenly

The blue ship can't escape

She gets hit and sinks

In the dark depth of the sea

The struggling bodies crying

There is no way to get help

The bodies finally sink lay to rest

the federal court delivered on conversion

The Federal Court delivered on conversion

It is the right way to bring it to closure

For nearly 10 years the case drags on

Finally it becomes reality

Though the Malay Laywers Association disagreed

They always think religion should run supreme

They should study the Constitution deeply

Knowing the country is a secular nation

The judges make the right decision

No single parent has a right to convert the children

Both parent must agree as guardians of the young

It will help to solve conflict on religion

By right religion shouldn't be in politics

It will bring headaches to the people

The religion should stay away from politicians

Let liberty and justice stay on in our lives

the mining pond stays green

The mining pond stays green

It never changes color

Day or rain it doesn't matter

Once it got some mud throwing treatment

By the university students

Still the water isn't clear

It is as green as the dark leaves

Now the development nears its bank

The clearing will cause erosion

So far nothing serious has happened

And nobody has complained

Everyday vehicles will pass by

The drivers will have a glance and drive on

As long as nothing happens

Nobody will pay attention 

the double standards

The double standards

That's the way we see

Catch the small let the big go

Let's do the publicity in full pages

The small boats fishing

They are the easy target

Encroaching on other's turf

They will be easily caught

The big trawlers fishing

They have the muscle to sail

Along and beyond the zones

They will go free

It is the cable digging in

The thin or fat is the way

The double standards

That's the way we see

the shadow of a smile

The shadow of a smile

Watch the painting on the wall

The radiant way the light shines

The Monalisa glows

The intrigue of history

The talking still going on

Though many will try to say

A transgender capturing hearts?

The shadow of a smile

It hides the story till today

It makes for many stories

Still the dawn of light lingers

It is history

The artist painted in mystery

Let the people keep asking

A transgender capturing hearts?

the harassment

The harassment

The way it shouldn't happen

The way when power is losing

The grip on the corridor

When the empire is falling

It grabs of any straw to stay

It feels afraid of the unknown

The dust on the ground

The men in blue

They can say and twist around

The respect of an old lady*

A prominent one in our history

The people will feel

This is an intimidation for the Old Man

The script of war on GE14

It has finally opened the gate

*Tun Dr Siti Hasmah

the old faces

The old faces

Among old friends

They share a bond

Through the ages

The smiling faces

The voices around the table

They talk about old times

The eyes seen of the memories

The old doctor busy

Capturing the pictures for memory

The women in his group

They shared a bond of friendship

The other diners watch

Some busy trawling hand-phones

The world they can't leave behind a while

They are afraid to lose the news

Well...the old faces

They aren't walking that way

They enjoy their company

Of a bond they share through the years

the cycle on borrowed time

The wall is cracked

The concrete wall start to peel off

The line of cracks appear on the wall

Soon the vibration will cause it to fall

The years of guarding it

It has its day to stand tall

Now the wall cracked open

Something isn't right at all

Though the barking dogs run

Chasing shadows ringing the door

The snarling in the front gate

The barking dogs forget to knock

The right and wrong

The truth and lies

The echo hears it often

The back door swings open

Now the running

Looking back isn't an option

The hiding place to cool

Before the hammer falls down

now the girl is brain dead

Now the girl is brain dead*

What else to say but sadness?

Who is to blame?

When there is no proof?

Simply punishing a person

It isn't the way to solve a problem

Where is the dialogue?

Where is the compassion?

A hand-phone lost

A life lost now

Do the teachers see?

Walk the talk and be free

Now there is a brain dead

A hand-phone lost can be replace

A life lost

There is none!

* penang secondary school

no use fighting in different directions

The old foes join forces

For the common enemy they face

It is no use flanking in different directions

When they can have an impact fighting together

Though others will disagree

Saying the old fox will not change

These critics forget he had left his founding party

He wants to change for the betterment of the nation

Nobody can see the future

The most they can see is tomorrow

Even that they sometimes get it wrong

When events unfold render the predictions in the bin

The enemy must be expelled

He brings bad news and pain in our minds

Let the old foes join forces to attack a common enemy

Let the nation and her people celebrate

the political rabies

The attack dogs

They will roam and seek

Every minor detail

Circle it for a memory lane

Once the attack dogs dig up dirt

The meat bones will be the prize

Once everything on the plate

The sniffing will determine

The assaults for a cause

To protect the turf never let it go

The power on the run

The bites to the meat bones

The publicity on the rise

The attack dogs bathe in sunshine

Biting the meat bones sip cool drinks

Don't have time to pick up the pieces

when sins piling up high

A dog will have his day

In the scheme of events

The sins will bury in

The walls will collapse

Today the face can smile

The outlook doesn't matter

As long as the face has value

The wealth creations will hit the jackpot

As long as the queue is there

The face will feed them to stay

Treating them into addiction

They will do the face bidding

When the fall is imminent

The sins piling up high

There is no wall to hide

A dog will have his day

teacher, where is your compassion?

A young student

Aged 13 years old trying to hang herself

The teacher who lost her hand-phone

She accused the student of stealing

When she has no proof

She has to investigate

When she has none

She shouldn't harass a student

A teacher should set a good example

For the disciplinary procedures

When there is no evidence

The teacher shouldn't harass anymore

A handphone lost

Go buy another one

It isn't the end of the world

What say you dear teacher?

Now a young girl fighting for her life

What happen to your compassion, teacher?

The family should consider filing a case

Get a competent lawyer to handle it

Hope the girl returns to life

Live with the experience

And don't go committing suicide

It makes everyone sad especially your family

Life is full of different wind

Stand firm and bend a little

the face is well known

The face is well known

The nation doesn't need to advertise

The foreign newspapers and channels will do free

The name we can't feel the bright sunshine

Back home the authorities are neutered

Running in circles trying to show relevancy

The truth it has no potency in its arsenal

It lays broken of short cuts and no links

These authorities are best with opposition

The opponents will get the wrath of the agencies

Knocking on doors or calling them to office

With prepared questions to ask for details

If the authorities can prepare questions

They should know the answers

Likewise the face of one person

There are no questions to ask!

A former MB dares not say

He is from the country of his birth

He says he is from another country

He feels the shame of one man

The ordinary folks

How are they going to fare?

The face of one man

He brings so much shame!

Let a new dawn bring hope

To this nation of colorful people and religions

Let the political crooks bite the dust

Let the wind blowing it away

the script of attack

The script is written

In the coming of next GE

What Bee Anne will do?

It will hide the bad

Now we see

Am Ci A and Gerakan

Hitting it hard in Penang

Fishing on the troubled water

These barking dogs

It has the support of the mongrels

Running behind in the back lanes

Throwing out what it can dig up

And a biting agency comes calling

Doing its master a small favor

Diverting the scandals into a hidden wall

It thinks it can sweep it under the carpet

While in Selangor

The green moon plays its role

Trying its best to pull over a different direction

Hissing its sound at the back of a wall

While the red and white

Trolling on its former head

Piling up on its unwanted pressures

Trying its best to slow him down

We have seen the dirty tricks

It's the time that these crooks fall

Into the dust let the wind blow away

Into a lake of fire let them feel the pain!

the stray cats

The Indian family

Living two streets away

They use to feed the stray cats

On the pillars of the gate

The stray cats will have a good time

Munching food without fear or favor

While the stray dogs will look in envy

Hoping to get the same treatment

Quite a while I don't walk there

Today I do and I am surprise to see

They have shifted maybe tenancy is up

The whole house is empty and quiet

Now the stray cats have to hunt for food

Maybe the Chinese will throw food at the back lane

The stray cats can hang around for the crumbs

At least the cats can survive on a daily run

The day of the stray cats

It is a hard life to live and run

Everyday the cats have to hunt for food

Behind the back lanes or rubbish bins

don't spoil your vote

Voters ignore the campaigns

On spoiled votes in the next election

This is the trick to hookwinked you

You have a right to make a choice

Don't throw it away

Vote for it for change

This is a better choice

You have done a duty

The future generation will sing

The happy song or sad melody

It is boiled down today

What you will do to make a future better?

Unless you don't see it that way

You want to kick your butt whole day

Make a choice

Don't spoil your vote

the people must decide

There is always a double standard

The perception the people will see

No matter how the agencies going to explain

The reality bites deep indeed!

The red shirt leader

The bad publicity he brings

When the public make the uproar

The police then takes him in

Now he is out on police bail

He still carries on his antics

He is from Amno bee

He can walk free

Now with the Macc chief

It takes so long to make the grade

The woman had made her stand

The husband had divorced his wife

What else to play?

Of course AG will push it around

Dragging it for a longer period

Until the public forget

This is a straight forward case

The streaming video recording

It is published in Youtube

It isn't a fake news

Well..the Penang tunnel project

Macc runs deep into the ground

Catching the people involved

Piling pressure on political ground

But investigations on MO1 still stays silence

Macc never wants to dig in

The AG will reflect it away

Putting it on a straight face

There is always the perception

Even Felda land can be kept away

It says it has taken back its land

But who will be sent to jail?

The police says it has investigated

The land deal how it was dealt with

The public eager to know the truth

The Felda land in Semarak Road

But the truth the people know

The agencies will harass the opponents

The agencies officials will go charging in

Making waves of publicity

Even on Johore MB

The police or Macc stay quiet

He is from Amno bee

He can walk free

But the news we read

Macc jumps into Penang river

Digging up the dirt

While MO1 it forgets to go

This GE14

The people must decide

Change it or get it kicked in the butts

And we shouldn't complain anymore