hello darkness

Hello darkness

You never want to change

You want every day be the same

You say you can’t help it

You live unseen

This is the way

You live expecting others to follow

Living in the cocoons

You don’t care want you do

The darkness will bring you invincibility

So, you believe as the darkness closes

You are left alone to pursue your interests

Hello darkness

You shouldn’t act you know it all

You are nothing when the lights through

What will you say?

hippo joe, time to fly home

Hippo Joe

You can’t hide forever

Even if you change your mask

The fingerprints will give you away

You don’t have to hide

Behind the back of foreign lawyers

Giving out statements to show you are innocent

Yet you dare not return to save your face

The karma will corner you

Now you think you are invincible

The police are on your trails

You can’t hide forever

IGP hints he knows where you are

His special branch officers will track you down

These officers are good in hunting criminals and terrorists

Hippo Joe, it is must you fly home

IMDB funds must be returned

You allegedly stole the monies

Now every asset must be claimed back

To pay for the funds siphoned off

the fate of a crook

The great pretender

He can smile he can go

He doesn’t care what he did

The police carted away cash and valuables

In his homes worth billions

Does he feel remorse on his bad deeds?

He will not see that way

He may think it is his right

Now he can be boastful

He has over 3.8 million likes

He thinks he can do no wrong

Still the charges piling up in his name

Though he can be free

He can’t escape Bamboo life

He has his date with Ms River

He better listens to Hotel California

Once he goes in

He will stay there for life

He can say all he wants

The music will drown out his voice

any cat will not listen

The Persian cat

Alive he has become

His eyes always over the fence

With his hopping leg

He will jump over to the road

I scold him for doing it

He will bend his head low

Telling him of the bad dogs

It never goes to his head

He thinks he can hop faster

If the dogs chase him

Now he has disappeared

In the night of mating cats

By morning he will show his face

As if he is a good cat

why showing a different mask?

Why want to keep up the lies?

The physical evidence can’t be wrong

A person should not waste time

Admit it save everyone’s energy

Because we have police and judges?

Let them investigate; let the judges deliver?

There must be honour to admit the crimes

Be like a man; take it like it is

There shouldn’t be making up stories

Running in circles so as to declare innocence?

A person can spin his tales to his audience

Back in his mind he is afraid

It is better to feel sorry

Admit it and let the law takes its course

Keep showing a different mask

It fools nobody

the world is small

The demons never fail

They always try to come back

Still use the same slogan

No idea how to stay relevant

They want the free meals

The fusion to live and happy

There will be no hard work

There will be no sweat or tears

The demons want the free loading

They will demand their rights

They can shift forms in command

Yet they live in fear in their minds

Outside their circle

They will feel they aren’t alone

They want their own kind

They forget the world is small

So, they draw shadows

Hitting with their artworks

Depicting their own sorrow

But they never say they are to blame

The demons will cry

Watching many aliens come to stay

Sharing the lot singing their way

It’s time they blend in

gambling companies scholarship fund

The Non-Malay scholarships

It should come from the gambling companies

These companies must by legislation set aside

A certain portion of their revenue for scholarships

Every company has social plans

So, there will be nothing wrong

If the gambling companies set up the fund

To help and progress Non-Malay students

PH leaders should study Hong Kong Jockey Club

How to put aside monies for charity, scholarships and the poor

It is a well set up organization now another branch in Beijing

So, we don’t have to hear the sad stories again

PH leaders do not fail your social responsibility

Every year we will hear the same predicament

The ace students fail to get scholarships

And Singapore will lure these students for free

planning chaos is no way to paradise

Living in harmony

Some will think it is a sin

They will hell bent to make it worst

They can’t stand the thought of it

We can’t blame this group of people

They don’t have a chance to live

In their minds it is somewhere else

They call it the paradise

They forget they have to perform good deeds

Not by praying but by physically doing it

It isn’t a day or two but as long as they live

Maybe they can walk to the promise land

But the way they are planning and doing

They will not reach their target

In the lake of fire seems the way to it

Planning chaos is no way to paradise

the old singers

The old singers

Slowly one by one will be gone

They leave us with their songs

Let us remember those years ago

Some will not be heard for decades

They disappeared from the entertainment stage

Only when sickness or death we hear of them

The old singers some live- in hard times

Some are active in different fields

Away from the entertainment crowd

They carve their own businesses

But not in the entertainment industry

The old singers

They let us listen to the songs

Bring us back to those era

Where the present generation will dream of it

the weakness of a race

The 3Rs still haunt us

Though we try to move on

It shouldn’t arise

It is in the Constitution

It is with Amno baru and Pas

They will try to drive in for their needs

It has nothing to do with the 3Rs

They can’t forget the power game

So, they will keep harping

They can’t sleep without it

These are the leaders bankrupt of ideas

They only seek for their own fortunes

They don’t think we are Malaysians

They only think of race and religion

Everything else isn’t their cup of tea

PH shouldn’t play into their kind of game

Let the 3Rs be

It is all in the Constitution

It is only the weakness of a race

They can’t see the black and white

don't give mo1 the publicity

Don’t give MO1 the publicity

He knows he needs it to stay relevant

He knows he will not have the chance

When he will face his Bamboo River

Lim Kit Siang made his wrong move

Though his senses finally came to his rescue

For a veteran politician he would have known

Maybe he was eager to debate

Now the dust has settled

LKS should play his game of a critic

Let MO1 know he can’t escape

The laws will put him away

MO1 craves for publicity

He will do anything to stay relevant

But his sins will bury him

It is best he wakes up now

the people and hand-phones living together

The people walk

Eyes on their hand-phones

They are so busy even standing

The hand-phones take over their lives

Everyone has a hand-phone

They can’t live without it

This is the gadget causing less face to face

The keyboards do the talking

I was in the mall watching

The so busy people walking

The day in their lives

The hand-phones in their hands

Even sitting in cafes

The eyes bury in the hand-phones

Though they let the food or drinks turn cold

The people and hand-phones living together

watch your steps, PH

PH leaders watch your steps

Don’t let your opponents have a reason

To make up tales of falsehood

The opponents are good at it

These opponents have decades in their belts

They aren’t ashamed to use lies every day

They want to paint bad on the stage

Every opportunity they have

PH leaders don’t play the defensive games

Use your heyday on the streets to fight back

You mustn’t forget your roots!

Now you seem to have forgotten

PH leaders don’t challenge your opponents

You have your tasks to finish your agendas

Concentrate on your strategy in the manifesto

Once you get it done your opponents will disappear

honour tell the truth

Honour tell the truth

It will not sway by crooked means

It will stand on its ground

No wind or rain will change it

Even fire will bow to its light

The sharing of common goals

Burn the crooks to ashes

Let the tales be told many times

Don’t keep telling lies

The credibility will be lost

No reasonable person will carry on

The silence backlash will stain it

The back fingers pointing

The lies will not gain its foothold

It is the fools who will blindly follow

Until they are covered in stains

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PH, you will go back to nothing

Race and religion

PH should let it be

There is no end to it

Don’t play into the hands

 of your opponents

You will go back to nothing

You show you haven’t learned

You reverse gear

Be bold think like a nation

It is better to lose on race

Don’t lose the face of the nation

The nation needs to progress

PH leaders don’t let race and religion bite

We will lose in this game

Politically we will cry in pain

Then who will win?

PH leaders hit the net

The fake news

The opposition troopers go

Hit the cyber-wars in the net

Still dreaming of era gone

Some are paid to do the job

Some are called for favours granted

The whole scheme is to paint bad news

Afraid the new government will do a better job

So, the fake news spread

They pray so hard for forgiveness

Yet their minds can’t forget

The lure of the bright neon lights

The opponents will keep posting

The cyber soldiers will hit the news

The pictures can say a thousand words

The village folks are easily fooled

ramadan stays the calm

Ramadan stays the calm

The politicians keep mum

Not many want to say bad

Be holy for the month

The frogs may want to croak

The evening rain and thunder roll

In the holy month they stay low

Licking their wounds thinking ways to grow

No politician wants to say bad

He is afraid of the nailing bites

Though he may have his ready tongue

He has to hold it to pray

The truce among the politicians

Stay calm in Ramadan

Pray to God and eat dates

Don’t show hate

be bold and tunnel through

Amno baru and Pas

With their own partners to fight

They paint a different approach

The old tactics of 3Rs

They used successfully

In the last 3 by elections

The 3Rs approaches

Using religion and race

These parties were stopped

In the Sandakan by election

The 3Rs couldn’t work its magic

Sabahan people aren’t the fools

Bersatu leaders fall to the trap

Most of them are the DNA of Amno baru

They can’t think beyond race and religion

They can’t they are Malaysians

Time PH leaders compose a new melody

Be bold and head right on to the path

Tunnel through mountain to see the new sight

Let this be the challenge of change

you have to mix and share

You can’t do the scopes and scoops

You have to mix and share

Living in the cocoon shelf

Sometimes it brings benefits

You can do what you like

Mix your work learn the results

You race your own drive the lanes

The silence greets you

But you know you can’t live alone

You need the sharing of ideas

Bringing results quickly

So, there are the meeting and mixing

But there are introverts

They can’t stand the thoughts of socializing

They rather stay alone in the cubicle

Doing what is best to them

PH leaders don't sit and dream away

PH leaders time to study

The year you won the election

How you did it and why you won

You shouldn’t forget the reasons

A year had passed

The major changes still on hold

We don’t expect you to change quickly

We expect some ground works done

The draconian laws still haven’t repealed

The crooks are still walking free

They still talk of their lies and tales

And PH leaders pedalling backwards

Wake up Pakatan Harapan leaders

Don’t let power rule your heads

Learn the lessons how you won a year ago

Don’t sit on it and dream it away

the cruelty to animals

The cruelty to animals

It happens many times

Once people don’t see

The sadists start their tortures

Some use religion

As an excuse to defy compassion

Showing double standard in reasoning

Like killing dogs but hardly to cats

The recent dogs shooting in Ipoh

It causes an NGO to make press conference

Demanding the City Hall to stop it

The dogs have right to live too

It will never end the dogs and cats

These domestic animals will bring joy and problems

They breed too fast and not many want them

Some are thrown away by the ungrateful owners

Who to blame really?

It is a test on our faith

How we carry our tasks entrusted to us

Once we fail, we will sing our regrets

work through the back doors

The opponents haven’t declared defeat

They will try to work through the back door

They have the funds collected through the years

Last year they did some gains in the by elections

Now they will ride on it

The gains they have

They will play their tune

Like the Pied Piper of a story

In the internet they play their games

The attacks to give the wrong signal

Telling of the weaknesses and disunity

Just so they can feel good

But they know of the losing battle

They will get nothing

In history they will hang in shame

The back doors close on their faces

the seeds of education

The seeds of education

It has to plan in detail

There shouldn’t be patches

It has to unite all the races

The earlier ministers

They went for a race

It has become bad

When graduates can’t be employed

Still the lessons never learned

The old policy still run its course

The world will not wait for us

We have to move or will be left behind

The seeds of education

Plan it right save us the problem

The bad policies must change

Don’t think of race but Malaysia

fear of the unknown

Fear of the unknown

Nobody can deny it

Something we don’t want to face

Rather we want to avoid

It is like a maze

Walking or running in circles

Every time the fear creeps in

The sweat flow from the body

Yell or shout nobody will hear

Alone in an unfamiliar terrain

There is only one way stay confident

It will help to stay calm to find a way

Fear is we don’t experience it

We don’t want to see an alien

We will bolt and run away

The unknown scare us to pieces