one night stand

One- night stand

The memory stays

The secret affairs

Nobody needs to share

Once the babies are born

The signs of physical differences

Only then the nightmare will be known

The women will have a tough time to explain

No man worth his manhood

Will simply accept the child as his

When in his eyes he sees the physical differences

He will not accept it as face value

One-night stand

The stories flow like gossips

The subtle messages will be passed

Spread the news shame the act

Though many will not bother it

It is their lives to engage in secret

It is when babies are born

The truth will finally hit home

is PKR going to land or not?

PKR in orbit

Floating away in internal gossips

The Captain has to find his bearing quick

For the landing will be hard

The party leaders can’t see

The internal disagreement in the air

They will push and drive in

As a whole PKR in orbit

The leaders think this is democracy

Allowing members to speak in public

Showing their dissatisfaction in policies

There must be certain rules to match it

Now the ground folks will look up

Is PKR going to land or not?

The leaders haven’t decided positively

The internal strife still air in public

the iron butterfly

The Iron Butterfly

She flies afraid to land on the grass

Of the predators coming out

She can sing with the wind

When the going gets tough

She finds she has to get out

What make her changes her mind?

Of promises never get to fly?

In politics there is no personal preferences

It has to put aside for the overall objectives

Until the results have been obtained

Only then one can discuss about it

The Iron Butterfly

Spread her wings she finds she can’t fly

She is routed to her personal objectives

She finds it hard to stay united

Learn from the 3 Musketeers

“One for all; all for one”

A leader must know how to blend in

In politics one has to mix it

the trial of MO1

The trial of MO1

It finally comes to court

By next week Wednesday

He has to face his demons

The excuses coughed up

It finally settled in Federal Court

The judges overturned COA decision

MO1 finally can’t say on his terms

This is the SRC corruption case

It involves $42 million charge sheet

It is best he pleads guilty

He doesn’t need to hear his misdeeds

In his bank account the millions gone

What can he say using the money?

Though he pleads he isn’t guilty

He says he is innocent

Let us hear his case

Once the mighty fell from grace

There are still many on the way

It is best he pleads guilty

too many graduates

Too many graduates

Not many job opportunities

Too many grumbling

They better stop and think

Too many want to think big

They forget to think small to live

The economy in slow curves

Set up stalls to live through

Thinking big will not help you

When you don’t have the experience

Too many graduates

Better think of grab a taxi

You may pick up opportunities

Talking to the passengers

Too many graduates

Time to think small start to make a living

the economy on slow drives

The economy on slow drives

Along the maze of cobwebs

Spreading in our minds of lights

The way forward is to be practical

The yearly graduates will find it hard

On the job market to earn decent living and wages

As companies aren’t hiring or downsize the workforce

The dirty jobs the locals shy away from taking it up

IT seems to be on the uptrend

Those who have IT skills will be easily employed

The information highway will be the in-thing

In the markets of e-commerce and virtual banking

Our graduates mustn’t learn one language skill

It will make them difficult to land jobs

Master English and Mandarin will stand them ahead

We are living and earning in the borderless world

In time robotics will hit the scene

This will be the problem many will face

The robots will take over the human jobs

Too many universities too many graduates

But the job opportunities are limited

The economy on slow drives to hit the scene

The world economy facing the slow growth

So, the graduates must change their outlook

don't simply use OSA

Don’t simply use OSA

When the house is in disarray

Let the people know how it is

Why the nation hits the blues?

As long as it never violates natural security

Any report should be opened for public scrutiny

Let the public read and give feedback

They are the ones going to carry the burden

Pakatan Harapan government shouldn’t hide

Don’t use the old trick of Bee Anne to ride

The leaders should have known once in the opposition

Now they should walk the talk on CEP

The people want to know

How bad the situation for us?

PH leaders mustn’t hide it

Don’t simply use OSA

the darkness falls

When the darkness falls

The dark forces will appear

They will want to take our souls

Away to aid their causes

We can walk innocently

In the dark dim light in happy way

We will not realize the dark forces

They will appear suddenly

By the time it hits us

We will bundle into a van

Blinded folded and disappear

In a land nobody cares to show

We will be in statistics

On the board of the police

These are the missing persons

The cold ones after 3 days

The public will not hear

They will carry on with their lives

The dark forces will smile

They will come another time

when you did wrong, hippo joe

The Hippo Joe

Nothing is fair

When you did wrong

It has to be paid

The billions siphoned away

Leaving the ordinary folks carrying the blame

They have to work harder to pay for the losses

You and your gang committed showing no repentance

You have to return

Fight it out like a true cowboy

Draw your gun when you are challenged

To say you haven’t committed any crimes

But you are hiding

Many believe in China

Where you can blend it easily

You helped the Red Dragon in economics

You still shout through your PR agents

You dare not even show your face

You claim you are innocent

Be a man fight it out in court

nature has shown her anger

Nature has shown her anger

The dry weather on many areas

The hot spells drying up the water dams

There is no reason to procrastinate

Nature has shown her anger

The floods will rise water the low laying areas

Even the sudden rain will cause flash floods

The people have to learn by now

Nature has shown her anger

The ozone layers punch a bigger hole

The bright rays will penetrate our skins

We shouldn’t stay mute and forget

Nature has shown her anger

The illegal logging on catchment areas

The sleeping giant never opens his eyes

He thinks he is in paradise

When our water dams are evaporated

Whom will we blame for our predicament?

It is our politicians who talk and no action

And the government forgets to walk the backyards

Nature has shown her anger

We have to blame ourselves

We put in people to manage

They play the hide and seek game

the no smoking rules

The No smoking rules

It has to stay for health reasons

There shouldn’t be a U-turn

Let the smokers realize for their own good

Don’t worry about losing votes

The majority of non-smokers will support

Let the smokers learn to kick their habit

It brings no benefits to them or families or public

Let no political leaders try to catch in

Even giving to designated areas shouldn’t be allowed

The secondary smoke will get into the air

It will smog the lives of the passive smokers

Let the penalty kick in July

Let the smokers feel the heat

Send them to jail and fine $10K

The smokers will learn the hard lesson

In time smoking should be banned totally

No more manufactured or imported items

The medical bills can’t cover by taxes on it

It is best to let the rules stay and no U-turn

you can't live on principles alone

The praises of principles

In the ideal world it works

There will be no intolerance

Everyone will accept

In the real world

You can’t live on principles alone

You will be criticised in uncertain terms

You aren’t the perfect one to tell

The world we live in

It surrounds by politicians

The good, the bad and the ugly

We have to vote the ones we feel like

The politicians can’t talk of principles

In the political game it is to win

By all the methods on availability

Even principles have to bend the way

Otherwise nothing will be achieved

It is always the talking and meeting

Nothing fruitful will return

If one stays on principles forgetting the bigger picture

In the real world of politics

Our principles will play within the game

It will be hard but as politicians

The sacrifices need to be displayed

the changes will knock the doors

Why put blame on the Old Man?

He has the knowledge and experience

He was there and he is back again

Why blame him for it?

Everyone wants to survive

This is the basic instinct

Don’t tell me we don’t want to live forever?

We do until God changed HIS way

So likely is the Old Man

He wants to boost his party Bersatu

He will try to catch the Ronin to join him

Boost his credibility though many will disagree

The changes need time

The laws need to be amended or throw away

It has to go through the process

It can’t be happening like running a 100 meters race

Those who rush in like fools

They will feel the foolishness

When they reach there, there is nothing

To start to hallucinate and cursing

The changes need time

Maybe on the 3^rd year

There will be the recognition

Of the reforms needed by the nation

don't cry like a baby

Don’t cry like a baby

When the milk isn’t on its way

You have to find your own

Work on it satisfy your needs

Don’t through the short cut

You may think you have it

You will not survive in rough roads

You will tumble get hurt

Nothing comes on a silver platter

Somebody will work hard and pay

Rick kids may think they have benefits

But the parents who sweat and earned

Don’t cry like a baby

Build up your confidence

Plot your marketability

Run your errands learn the trade

There is always a way

Working smart to beat the traffic

It isn’t through short cut

It’s through your skills and knowledge

the shadows of werewolves

The shadows of werewolves

Once they could walk at will

Nobody dared to stop their handiworks

They could take what they wanted

They were in control

They protected their own kind

Milking the resources dry

Until a wind of change came

Blowing into a storm in the minds

The people wanted the change

So, it was so it is today

But the shadow of werewolves

They can’t go quietly and stay behind

They had tasted power and wealth

They still hunger for it

So, they make the shadow moves

Trying to burn the bridges to divide

Throw in the fear mongering

Let the majority feel afraid

Twisted facts to serve their own agendas

The shadow of werewolves

They preached the wrong kind

Many of a race have fallen into the trap

Without knowing the full facts

Nobody is above the law

Even the rulers will face the Constitutional Law

Let us belong to the world of law and commerce

Yet we still can maintain our law and Constitution

Don’t let the werewolves spin their bad tales

In the forefront the Hope leaders gathered

They have to fight to get rid of the werewolves

Else these bad animals will destroy the good work

The nation needs the progress to make her mark

And she needs all hands-on deck and stir the economy

the leaders of Hope

The leaders of Hope

They have to step forward

Take the reign ride the horses

Push the boundaries to advance

The leaders of Hope

Don’t use race and religion

It shouldn’t be allowed

In this country of many colours

They have to speak in one voice

Work on it as Malaysians

It shouldn’t define use in a race

It shouldn’t group in religions

The way ahead of Hope

Lies into the institution reforms

Break away from the bad drum beats

Craft a new module and melody

The leaders of Hope

Some aren’t fulfilling it

Some are back in religion and race

Time to rethink and carve a better way!

say the truth

Say the truth

Say it free

There will be no shame

It is the right way to do

Say the story

Tell it like it is

No need to paint imagination

It’s the truth set it free

Don’t believe too much

The way the politicians say

It is what party these politicians belong

There we will find the truth

Say the story

Tell it like it is

There will be no shame

It is the right way to do

it is a slow progress

It is a slow progress

The head wind keeps blowing hot and dry

The opponents keep waving their words

They don’t show what need to be done

The opponents got their shares

Decades ago they ruled the nation

Until a bad leader came and they fell

Into the deep hollow to cry for help

The new dawn has arrived

The rays of hope shining bright

Yet some within PH keep intriguing

The open criticisms and back-pedaling

It can’t be perfect

The changes will take time

The events of changes are moving

The buds are blooming

Patience is the key

The politicians must learn it

The people must have it in the heads

There is no quick fix episode

in the forest

In the forest

The darkness dwells

With limited lights

The quiet sound

Put up a camp

Living outdoor with nature

Beware of the crawlers

They will come alive

You can play intimacy

Far away from the preying eyes

In the forest surrounding

You better watch your moves

The band of bad angels

They may want to take control

In the forest where they dwell

They are the lords; others have to obey

We hear of stories

Of spirits lure away lives

They walk deeper into the forest

They forget where they are

In the forest

Of darkness dwells

Don’t call my name

Don’t call your friends’ names too

the iron butterfly 4

The Iron Butterfly

She can’t take the loads

She wants to be free

Within her 4 walls

She feels she can stay

The principles she cries

In a political game, principles need to compromise

It isn’t always the straight road

If she can’t understand she has to fly

Back in her cocoon self and lick her wounds

The 4Ds to the jackpot

She has to master it to stay relevant

No doubt principles will be a guiding force

But within a game of politics

She has to play her game of rights

Throwing in the towel

It will show her weakness

Though she hardly says it openly

She feels she can’t play the game

Out she goes flying away

The Iron Butterfly

Out of range out of sight

The new breed will come on board

The wayward will be left far behind

In politics is an art to paint on the canvass