nobody can forget his first love

Nobody can forget his first love

It will stay in his mind through time

He will not forget the good and bad times

When the relationship goes in broken line

He will still say he loves the first love

Though he has moved on with his life

Years may have gone memories may fade

But the name will imprint in his memory

So, the Old Man speaks his mind

He can’t forget the Amno baru he established

He will remember how it happened decades ago

The old died the new one took flight

Though he had left Amno baru

In his own way he knew the party was doomed

It wasn’t the party he built to carry on

The current form evolved into a bad face

The Old Man will remember

The Amno baru he established and led

Now he has his memories of the good times

Now Amno baru has gone astray

Nobody can forget his first love

The memories may fade but the name stays

In the life as the years moving on

The memories will linger on in the mind

the married people

The married men

The married women

If they want to play the field

They should stay singles

Why want to create social problems?

They know the consequences going out

With other men or women in social night life

In today’s delivery it is going very fast in the net

They go out in the sly

Living a life with double standard

Thinking nobody will find out

Unless you are not a prominent person

Telling too many lies

It will give way to suspicion

There the mistrust will begin

The downhill of the relationship

The married men

The married women

Stay in your married lives

Don’t bring extra headaches

the cat in the box

The cat in the box

Staring out in the open

Eyes looking of bewilderment

In a new place to stay and run

The boxes lying around

There is no time to unpacked

The euphoria of a new place

A shout in silence in the mind

While the cat of beauty

Fluffy hair mixture of colours

Smell the air of the new surrounding

The cat needs to quickly feel at home

The boxes squat on the floor

Feeling tired of the long drive

The cat of Persian breed

The free space to roam and climb

don't go telling lies

Don’t go telling lies

It makes leaders look so untrustworthy

Wearing fake facades trying to stay nice

In the hollowness the truth will fly

Why pick on race?

We all are immigrants

Like it or not this is a fact

Why want so spread lies?

Come united to move forward

Our nation needs it so we can progress

The prolong issue of race and religion

It benefits nobody in the circle of truth

We should accept we are Malaysians

A race of origin is secondary in our lives

We must pick the best to lead the nation

Untrustworthy leaders shouldn’t helm the nation

Yet we hear and read the lies

It never seems to stop at every junction

We should step back for a while

Look to the future read from the past

United we stand to face our future

Disarray in thoughts and deeds

We will screw up our nation and lives

Don’t blame others when we are economically colonized

So, stop spreading untruth tales

Let us cherish our brand of colours

United we will be a force to scale the world

Don’t speak lies it will make us unwise

every day in love

Every day in love

Life will swing so high

Soaring up in the sky

You will sing your own songs

It makes living so easy

Every step there is a melody

The ringing in the mind

The bliss of dreams and imagination

Every day in love

The paradise in the eyes

The flow of positive feeling

It makes the day seems bright

You don’t want to step on the wrong

Every word will sound just the right tonic

You can let the setbacks sleep away

Now the time to enjoy the life benefits

Every day in love

Life will swing so high

You don’t have to wait for the right time

Every moment seems so right

the Ronin

The Ronin on the run

They want to find a master

They can’t find one

They make their own ruling

They don’t see the consequences

They just want to make a stand

On issues they think they have a chance

Some called them the loose cannons

They have a short fuse; they explode easily

The unwanted faces nobody wants

So, they make noises hoping to get notice

Of their lives emerging with no guardians

The Ronin on the run

Looking for ways to land a home

Everyday they will make their own judgement

It will rattle up the society at large

What can they say?

“We have no master to stay”

The Ronin in the political maze

They intend to milk to their advantage

They don’t think of their actions

They want to advance their own associations

But they will always fall

Without a power base to stay and fight

They are the Ronin they are the loose cannons

the unfavourable laws

The unfavourable laws

Let it be gone the quickest time

It doesn’t have sit on our shoulders

We don’t elect representatives to burden us

The laws passed before

Curtailed our movements and speeches

Either in words or forms or spoken

It was Bee Anne wanted to stay in power

Don’t mind the Old Man

He has his second chance to change it

It is his opportunity to correct his mistakes

He shouldn’t delay or sitting on it

PH leaders speak a lot

During their times in the opposition

Now the ball is on their feet

They shouldn’t pretend they don’t know

Democracy must remove the gates

Open it up for the easy flow of traffic

Let the traffic police direct the flow

In case of bottlenecks they need to show

PH leaders we are watching you

Do not fall on the trap of power causing the downfall

You have the contract to serve the people and nation

We will assess you in the next general election

Am Ci A save your face

Am Ci A

Why still stay?

You wanted to quit long ago

Even your last AGM members voted it

Why the holding back?

Afraid to lose all the perks?

Afraid to venture out to see?

Now you have given orders to march

But will you Am Ci A?

Nazri is a loose cannon

He is the Ronin without a master

His lordship had left him years ago

Now you wanted him sack?

It is better for you to leave and go

Have a dignity in your head

Leave Bee Anne and close your history

Look at Gerakan

The party quit Bee Anne

No need to cry or fanfare

Even MyPPP too

Am Ci A

You are out of the loop for the Chinese

You are on your own to face your future

It is best to quit and leave the scene

the diseases in our lives

The diseases in our lives

The small, the big and the worst

We can’t escape it

We have to face our mortality

We get our lives

We live with our diseases

There is no escape for us

It is always there in our systems

Once the immune systems break down

We will face our dilemma of our lives

The small, the big and the worst

We will dance into its tune

Though there are natural methods to cure

Healing our bodies to get in pink of health

But we opt for the short-cut of modern medicines

It will heal us but it also brings its side effects on us

The diseases in our lives

It is God ways to send us home

No matter how we escape

There is always a door to pull us in

the big fact china man

The big fat China man

He plans his move; he makes his wealth

Moving out to the world

He doesn’t care afterwards

He leaves behind his hot spicy pot

Let the people smell and yell

It will never bring him back

He hides to enjoy his wealth

He lets his partners behind

Let them hold the plot of spices

It makes them think of the world

The spices where it all arrive

The smell of spices

It makes the partners stay around

Not knowing the way to get out

They are doomed in their minds

The big fat China man

He lights his candle play with his crystal balls

He lives in luxury or so thinks he will

Until he hears the loud voice shake him out of his mind

So, the ferry wheels turn

Dragging up the dirt

The spices of dust and leaves

The angry voices and the pound of flesh

the monkeys

The monkeys on the trees

Once they are allowed free to roam

They don’t appreciate the freedom

They become a nuisance

They come down secretly

Find things to steal and disappear

They don’t care what we say

They live on their own

Once they are caught put in cages

The animal activists will scream

They are fed daily protecting from harm

But they don’t have a choice

The monkeys on the trees

They run here and there

Showing their antics and skills

Once they are caught, they realize it is gone

They don’t have the freedom

They will live by clock work

They will drool of the time

They can run within 4 walls

don't stain your hands or mind

Don’t play God

When you can’t bring dead back to life

Whatever belong to Caesar is his

He can decide what is the best

We can’t give life

We can’t take life

It never works in our lives

Look what have happened?

A law of death

It’s to serve who is afraid

The power may disappear

When harsh laws aren’t introduced

It is better for death

On its natural cause

Don’t stain your hands or mind

It isn’t worth it in time

Whatever belongs to God

It is His right to impose

God gives us living souls

It’s His right to take it away

Here we live

The compassion to score

Taking lives shouldn’t be in it

Forgive a life saves our souls

change can't happen overnight

The changes can’t be had in a year

PH leaders will take time to solve it

Many are new in era of change

What they learned they lacked the skills

The voters should stay patience

Running wild with accusations will not work

The old pages are still hanging around

Even the little napoleons whistling in the air

The race and religion

It will not go away any time soon

The race has lived for over 6 decades

Turn cold turkey the race feels afraid

Like the drug addicts

They want to turn new into society

But the peddlers keep giving them free

Until they are buried deep in misery

The changes will come

The PH will get it done

We will see it happening

On the 3^rd year of its rule

open up the toll contracts

Why need to negotiate with toll companies?

Open up the previous contracts signed

Let the public scrutinized it

Let the public see the one -sided agreements

The toll companies amassed huge profits

The people have coughed it out everyday

Let us be fair; let us read the contracts

As one reader puts it tax the toll companies 95%

Maybe pass a nationalization law on essential services

Forcibly takes over the services for the people

The Old Man previous ways costing us problems

Now he has to give us back in his second stint as PM

Many believe Bee Anne gave out the honey contracts

This is the time to plug the loopholes and find ways to get it done

As one COA judge filed in his affidavit it holds the truth of the past

PH leaders must get it done within the 5 years term

PH leaders get your mojo in

Bee Anne leaders can shout, lies or show tantrums

But PH leaders are well tuned to it

So, don’t give way to the opportunity now

the red and white

The red and white

The long road to wealth is gone

There is nothing it could do

It can slowly disappear

The hangouts still hope

The party once a giant

It had been slaughtered by an old man

Now it lays breathing hard to survive

The red and white

Stop spreading falsehood

There is no tempting to win the voters

PH leaders flow with the manifesto

The red and white

You offered goodies in your time

You played your tempted cards

Now you cry with sarcastic remarks

The red and white

Better watch your back alley

Satan is keeping to bring in the bad

Once he pulls the plug the sinking to the deep

the pied piper

The Pied Piper

The melody is gone

On the lonely hill

There he stands to cry

He can shout out loud

Blasting out his anger

There is nothing he could do

The roots have chained his legs

He can cry to show his misery

He can still say he has done nothing wrong

The heavy load of his baggage

He has to drag along with him

The Pied Piper stands

On the lonely hill

He still says he wants to play

The power and wealth he can’t forget

But the sound of the dragging chains

He is afraid to say to himself

He will be hooked on the lonely hill

There he can swallow his bitter pill

the virus of sin

The virus of sin

It never wants to hide

It will seek out the bad souls

Infected them to run the show

It will tap into the souls

It will whisper all the good signs

Let the greedy and corrupted fall

In the dark pit of the maze

The virus of sin

In the maze it will have its day

The bad souls will finally realize

They are the fools to fall for the bait

There are still many bad souls

Running with bad intentions in the flow

Many are still addicted to the sins of life

They say “money makes the soul”

The virus of sin

Don’t get trap and in chain

It will be the hardest fall

In the lake of fire of screaming souls

lives in chain

In the darkness

The Evil walks

Look for preys and followers

There are many to find

The dark Angel will smile

Walking on the lights of nights

He can smell the aroma of sin

He can easily take them in

His door is always open

Whispering by the wind

Once the wayward step in

They are hooked for life

The lives in chains

They will be told to do his way

There is no escape in his claws

Once in chain there is no freedom

In the darkness

The Evil walks

He smells the air of sin

There are many he can pick

the hill of echo

The hill of echo

It still sounds familiar

The bad ringing still in the air

The civil servants still can’t get it right

It is hard to change

Living with it for 61 years

With the party of Bee Anne

The civil servants need a quick response

PH leaders are in a hurry

They get the reforms they need to change

Everything seems in the bottle-neck

The little napoleons drag with the show

The ordinary folks screaming

They want the reforms quick and now

They forget it will take some time

The reforms can’t get it done in a year or two

PH leaders will get there

On the 3^rd years we will see the reforms

Now let the Old Man hammers in his way

He has to clean up the mess in his time

the political hot gossip

The political hot gossip

It never fails to attract the flow

Everyone will start to talk

Everyone seems to have a stake in it

The everyday folks will wonder

When will the gossip stop meddling?

They need to have a bearing to stay focus

The unwanted distraction will delay their dreams

The green moon starts the race

Letting the public know about it

On the no confidence vote in Parliament

On the Old Man of politics

Now the Brutus in the political parties

They start to drum up the beats

The ordinary folks will see it through

The green moon can’t explain its $90 million gossip

So, it starts the rumour wagon

On PH leaders want to topple the Old Man

It sounds ridiculous isn’t it?

PH leaders are in the government

The green moon and red and white leaders

They will try to make the instability runs

They can’t face the task of no power

They have become ordinary and going down hill