get the frogs niahmah!

borrowed www.flickr.com(moriza)

$1.4 million on entertainment
The former minister better explains
This isn’t just on one minister
Maybe they are many in BN stable

Hip-hop in the air
Horse riding up and down
Kangaroo fighting learning from old timer
$1.4 million is just chicken feed

Benefit of doubt to the minister
Give the list of expenses
For what purposes it was spent
In corporate world there is always a schedule
Listing it out, what purpose and with whom..

BN/UMNO contractual agreements
The costs always over-run
Just like the Penang 2nd bridge
Now it is said it costs over $4.3billion

And someone said about the bridge project in Sarawak
The initial cost was $300 million
Now it is said ballooned to $3billion
Niamah……the taxpayers taken for fools!

It is time Pakatan Rakyat
Get the frogs to hop over
Why wait when the country’s wealth gone?

Others may say
No principle or what not
When the country’s wealth is at stake
When the future of the country is question
Who cares about principle?
This is one I don’t care
Get the frogs and do the right thing
Before we all say goodbye…………
The wealth of the nation!

is it necessary for a 2nd bridge?

borrowed www.flickr.com(aida rahman)

Ah Penang Island!
Once I stayed enjoyed my sojourn
For years I drove happily around
Then more vehicles came
Congestion becomes a daily affair

Ferry rides
I could take a short nap
Sometimes seeing the rolling ripples
Admiring cars sometimes pretty women

Now with the Penang Bridge
In the beginning it was a breeze
Driving on it

It is no more the breezy feeling
Traffic jams and bottlenecks
Penang Island loses her charm
The quiet life once I knew
It has gone for good

The 2nd bridge…….
Ah I can see
Traffic jams and cursing
The cost over-runs again
Nothing new with BN contracts
It is always cost more in the end

I agree on ferry points
Build more of these along the coasts
Tanjong Tokong, Bayan Lepas, George Town, Batu Ferrighi
In a way it will promote tourism and reduce traffic flow on the bridge
So there is no need to construct a 2nd bridge…………..
Avoiding displacing the fishermen and eco-system

In years to come
The petrol will jump
And the toll charges will increase
It will become too expensive driving on the bridge
The $4.3 billion cost runs should be used for others
Benefiting the people in the state

crown or clown?

courtesy mob's crib

The crown prince
Where did he come from?
Talking about rights and privileges of malays
This is Malaysia……
A land of opportunities for the hard and diligent people
Lazy and spoon feed people shouldn’t be helped at all

Maybe he has nothing to do
Thinking of ways to spice up his life
Damn he chooses wrong words to say
The supremacy of the malays….
Hello…..we are Malaysians!

If he wants to play politics
He better comes to the ground
Play with his hands and see what others are suffering
Malaysians need help any race in the country

The mentality of supremacy
It shouldn’t be said again and again
It has to be earned right on one’s labor
I wonder what the crown prince agendas?

Under the Constitution
The Agong will safeguard the interests and privileges of the malays
It is not for the political party to harp on it
UMNO makes its own interpretation…….
When it is the King right to decide

So the crown prince never understands
Reading from prepared text……….
Maybe his mind is still in the kampong life
Where the locals salute and kowtow to the royalty

For what it is worth
I still enjoy my life in my country
This is the spices I hear and read every day
Niamah……….this what makes it good!

the next one in the ring

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When you have the advantage
Don’t quit the advances on a battle field
The price is the annihilation of the enemy
Burying it right on the ground

When you give spaces
The art of winning will be lost
When the window opportunity exists
The enemy will strike back

Lessons we can learn
The wars in Vietnam, Iraq and Afghanistan
The enemies fight back
When the window of opportunity arrives

Likewise in politics
Go for the full distance
No half measures one will surely lose
When the enemy has lost direction
Retreating to regroup and fight
Don’t give them the chances
You don’t have another try

Knock them off
When the organization is in disarray
Taking the power unannounced
This will make them cry
They have lost the crown!

On March 8 the people gave a punch
The next one will be in the ring
The champion doesn’t know what hitting him
He falls; legs wobbly; hands holding on the ropes
He only listens to the applause
And the referee stops the fight
On the technical knockout
So the champion doesn’t suffer
Shame and bruises on his soul

we pay for our greed

borrowed www.flickr.com(maxchu-port dickson)

These people want to make quick money
Identify an easy piece of land
Say for tourist related projects
Count the number of tourists’ arrival
And the dollar sign they intend to spend

About residents fear
About Mat Rempit roaming free
About the beach boys style of living
The government leaders should survey first
Before committing millions on the project

When the environment is clean
When the atmosphere is warm and friendly
When the beach is sandy white touching the sea
Not only foreign tourists will come
Locals too will make a holiday too

PD too many hotels and chalets
Too many concrete buildings unsightly flow
Like the Thai cowboy towns………….
The red light and beers

The BN government knows
It is time to make a quick show
The gravy train is going to dry up
The leaders and cronies are trying ways
Digging up the gravy before it dries out to the sea

The authority should create a cozy ambience
On PD and the beach facing the sea
It is no use building hotels and concrete buildings
Malaysian beaches the eye sore for people to see

Natural trees and shades
We don’t find them any more
Greed and wealth destroy nature
We will pay for our greed

the home coming of the prince

borrowed www.flickr.com

Anwar is officially free
The road of darkness he traveled
Now it is finally over

In Kampong Baru
He made his stand
Wowing the crowd
Many thousands came
Defying police order
They didn’t care at all

This is the man
The top job waiting for him
He was denied it
Through schemes of deceit and lies
Now he has his chance
To stake his claim

UMNO/BN
Eyes teary knowing not what to do
Its leaders still speak arrogantly
Never learn a lesson on March 8
The people had spoken
UMNO/BN better change

The road to clean up the corruption
And biased benefits and rewards
It is now a walking distance
The people smell it in the air
Kampong Baru set the stage
The coming home of the Prince
The pride of the people
The applause of the supporters
The Prince has finally returned

UMNO/BN huddle in silence
The road for them becomes blurry
What hit these leaders they don’t understand?
Now some leaders of UMNO/BN blog
At one time they branded bloggers goblok

Now Anwar must make the change
The frogs will help him achieve his aim
The people know it
It is better this way

the sins of the fathers

The St Nicholas church in the Malá Strana ("Little Quarter")

district (featured heavily in the film Amadeus as a stand-in for 18th century Vienna) i

borrowed www.flickr.com

The sins of the fathers
The children pay
In life through history
It’s hard to get away

Every move every action
There is the exchange
Of what might be; what should be
The fathers and sons legacy
On the print medias and people’s history

The fall out and inadequacy
Highlighted spots comparison roles
The sins of the fathers
The children can’t escape

Even in quiet solitude
Away from the public scrutiny
Yet the sins of the fathers
It will haunt the children
When they want to take the mantle
To be on their own challenging history

It is hard to get away
The sins of the fathers
Leaving behind their legacies
For the children to understand
What they have to get it done

we blog our souls can be free

Blogs for the people
It is here to stay
Only the people make the decision
Nothing else matters

It is not about profit
It is not about beholding to somebody
It is about you and your view
Flying into the cyber-world

Like it or not
The people who click by decide
Passing through spreading news
It is the people making the difference

MSM will stay
No matter what others say?
Giving jobs and maybe hidden roles
Of the political masters dangling them on their strings

It is the soul lost
Because of money and food and housing
Integrity disappear losing directions
Can we say they are to blame?

Business is for profit
This is the basic structuring
Survival too leaning towards the power would be?
Playing fiddle forgetting honesty
The many thousands sacrifices every day
When reports or articles censored or altered
Under the spying eyes of the puppeteer
Let the public see and read what they want them to see

So blogs will flourish
Giving out alternative narration
Challenging the MSM
And perhaps advertising dollars

We blog
So our souls can be free
Roaming happily into the cyber-world

what have you to hide?

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What have you to hide?
The can of worms wriggling inside
Close it tight for ages
Until somebody comes

The hidden closet
Buried it deep underground
So you thought you are safe
To live the life you can

Enemies abound
The long years you found
Wrongful dismissal giving contracts to stay alive
Into the corridors of power
Nobody dares to say otherwise

Only the whisper
Gathering storm into the light
When you are out of the equation
The breeze becomes a twister
It brings forth the unbearable truth
So long buried underground

The life becomes an open book
The debris spring surprises in the eyes
The truth must be told
For history must be right

The straws of memory
Like willows floating away
Scrapping out the hidden dirt
Now it bares testimony
Of ages gone wrong

let the shine glow in our lives

Missiles attack
Every leader wants a share
Running scared of what may have been
The pot holes hardly fill

Silent whisper
Dodging for a say
Passing out feelers
Telling them to make haste

The black holes
Nobody cares to fill
All go after money train
As if there is the end of it

The Gracious Lord smile
He knows what these rascals will do
They start biting the straws
Blowing hard by the wind

The whispering
It goes every hole and corner
It never stays in one place
It has to score maximum advantage
On the running scared leaders
Looking at their backs

The people pray
‘O Lord Let it happens!
Let the shine glow in our lives
It is a long time feeding lies
Help us to touch the light”

listen

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A leader must act on his convictions
Balancing the needs of the people
He should think through it
Though he may receive advice

When it is made
Don’t be a fooled to retract it a day or two
It shows how weak a leader is
He never weighs his options
He never understands the logic
He accepts blindly what feeds into him

It boils down to his skills
Does he know his work?
Glorifying himself forgetting his ground
He will surely fall in no time

When other departmental leaders say
Away from the agreed book of ethics
Don’t let them get away………….
If a leader doesn’t take appropriate measures
The core will be broken the bridge will be lost
In the end there will no backbone

A general must listen to his soldiers
Give them the credit for they will fight for him
Ignore them a general will lose his battle
In no uncertain terms he shall lose his stars

When lies make into truths
A leader who believes it
It is the end of the road for him
The ground has cracked
The many pot holes to fill
It is a daunting task to get it going
It is a hard life to bridge the gap

So it is better to listen
Both sides of the line
Big ears to the people and opposition
Don’t listen to your people all the time

stop raping the hills

borrowed www.voiceforthewind.org

Hills destroy
Natural paradise losses

Many people cry
Telling others about decay
Of human souls greedy of money
Not helping thy neighbors
Living peacefully amongst natural settings

The State governments
Formulate guidelines and enforcement diligently
Periodic reports must be submitted
By the local council presidents

Housing developers don’t care
About environment or natural disasters
When there is money to be made
They will come quickly

When local council officials don’t do work properly
The by-laws and whatever name passed
It served no purpose on the hapless environment
Many people cry raping on the unprotected hills
Yet the developers just go marching in

‘I have approval! I have authority!’
The locals only stand helplessly
The local council presidents don’t take calls
Or replies to concerned residents

Now a new government in the state
The leader must right the wrong quickly
It can’t be carried out without proper consultation
Catch the culprits involved…………….
Let them pay for raping the hills

We are here for a short while
Don’t make Mother Earth
A hell paradise for our children
If we don’t stop the raping of hills now

say sorry

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Leaders cultivated and nurtured
To rule the country and people
With power vested through the grace of the voters
So these leaders help to shape the country
And the people have food, harmony, money and relationship
And security guarding them against evil doers………….

When the leaders are corrupted
When power rears its ugly head
Ah woe to the people and country!
The drama of good and evil come to play

Laws used amended to sustain power
Of a few to control the whole
Metering out punishments and jail
Let no street demonstrators walk the streets
Let all dissents put to pasture
Hiding away from the public

When people revolt
When power clashes with peace loving people
When power base is eroded
The marching of the people is supreme
The leaders dispose must be answerable
Of the misdeeds of their administrations

When events have come to pass
Saying ‘look you have done wrong’
A leader disposed or resigned must be a man
Accept his wrongs, take his punishment and apologizes
Saying sorry is so easy
It cleanses the soul quickly

Yet it is ego
The root of all greedy leaders
Refusing to accept grace in defeat
Acknowledging wrongs done……
Put an apology so closing the chapter
Let the lives of the country moving on

No Sir!
Greed makes it hard to say
The simple words which will gain grace
Of the people and whom were aggrieved
Of past misdeeds or decisions………
Just say sorry one doesn’t lose one’s dignity

mca you arent a baby!

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MCA gets real will you?
You running around tongue lashing out
Telling the Chinese about Islam
Leave that religion alone
It isn’t your domain to advice

UMNO dares not say much
The Muslim know about the hidden hands
MCA you get no business to tell
What’s with you guys?
Never learn your lessons well….
March 8, 2008
The people sent you the message
No more race base rhetoric

MCA don’t play into the hands of UMNO
You aren’t treated as a partner
You tell the Chinese you can work
In the corridors of power

Just look inwards
Where do you stand now?
Fighting for your own survival
Nothing really for the general populace

Islam is not hard to understand
It is a religion through God
Passing it down to His prophet
It is only humans who have hidden motives
Twisting it to serve their interests

Leave the religion to the Muslims
They are the ones who know what is best
MCA don’t do the running for UMNO
You better stand into your rights
As it is you have lost much
You better change your outlook
Into multi-racial party to survive

the new dance on the way

courtesy mob's crib

UMNO raps
The new dance
Introduce from the North to the South
The old dance teacher
Looking bewildered no place the like of him

The hornbills like the old music
The land below the wind cha cha its way
Only in the main backbone
UMNO raps
A sign of new concept
The old has no part to dance

The flight perhaps a new team
To choreographed its moves
Dancing on the multi-layered floor
Wishing the new found game
Bring the glory lost recently

Nay the tired bones
Unused to practice for hours
In no time out of breath
The leaders sit and talking tea and coffee

The heir apparent
He thinks he is closer to his glory
Hiding away his lustful desire
On the ground people don’t forget
The Mongolian beauty in C4
Tears flowing eyes red for atonement
Will the rap dance take route?

PR goes street up dance
Luring the young and old crowd
Waiting for the moment
When shouts of freedom
Sing out loud…………

And the heir apparent
Think he is on the right dance floor
Swinging away knowing not what will happen
When the competition hits the streets….

the ship is sinking in the sea

Now the Penang 2nd Bridge
The cost has skyrocket to $4.3billion
It was announced last year at $2.0 billion
Is something fishy going on?

A contract is signed and delivered
Is there an escape clause to increase cost?
This is not what the people wanted
Suddenly before the bridge is commence
The cost has ballooned into $4.3billion!

O Pity the taxpayers!
Working hard for your money
Paying diligently on your tax
Now see what BN/UMNO government done
This is where the country’s wealth gone?

The many gravy trains
Milking the country as much as they can
Through various projects and schemes
Saying it benefits the people
But at price my lord?

Are the people blind?
Letting the BN/UMNO get away
The freedom of their power
They do as they please

Now BN/UMNO wants to pay
Not only for the Penang Bridge
It is also paying for the JKKK officials in PR government
Why waste our taxpayers’ money unnecessarily?

You see we have district officers
MPs and State assembly person
Yet the BN/UMNO wants to pay
The cronies to listen with ears and eyes

The change must be initiated
Don’t make mistake to stop now
When the enemy has time to recoup
It will be difficult to dislodge them

Learn from the USA
The leaders don’t shoot
When they have the chance
Now look at them
Bewildered and scared to fight

Now there is an opportunity
UMNO is slowly sinking in the sea
Wake up O sleepers
Do the change; hop over for the new day

the witch must go

borrowed www.flickr.com(wingsinthewater)

The witch must go
Hiding out in the forest
Bidding her work creating chaos
Of the minds and souls

The horizon of politics
The human mistakes and disasters
It is molded into tight glue
Of the witch magic potion

The people just listened
Obeying the lords for over 50 years
Now the potion has waned off
The witch has no power any more
So it happened
The witch must go

The honest knights
Look around what do you see?
Burning castles slaying evildoers
Time you pick a side to honor
The country where you belong

Don’t think about personal glory
Egos should be buried long time ago
It is the country and people
O knights you have to defend
Even with your life so be it

Look at the weary people
Enough they have paid for their labor
For a few lords to lord over these people
Now lend your hands free them
For a new light is coming your way

Do the honorable salute
Change the system for a better day
The witch must go
Let a new dawn walk in

let us move in one cohesive nation

borrowed www.flickr.com (soonhk in lens)

When mistakes done
A leader must be willing to apologize
Being stubborn holding his ground
Thinking on the high
He expects other to bow down
The king of the people………………..?

Why it is hard to apologize?
No one should be high and mighty
Feeling the pulse of the people
One has to remember it is only a short while
Live the life of graciousness
Though one may think he has done no wrong

We are here for a while
Average around 78 years
Why make life miserable?
Go and make peace
It is the hall mark of a true leader

It doesn’t degrade one standing
In fact it brings cheer to many
A leader must be willing to accept
The wrong moves of past decisions
Though it may look correct then
Events followed the decisions then flawed
A leader should then revaluate his stand
If needs be, he has to say “I am sorry”
Yet many find it hard to say

We want to move on
Yet past mistakes holding us back
The political leaders aren’t good at PR
How do the nation progress?

Modern world with village mentality
It is time to wake up and glow
Let the light shines around
Correct the past mistakes and move on
Let us move in one cohesive nation
Without black spots in our minds

children abuse

children abuse @www.flickr.com

‘Sorry mommy and daddy
Forgive me aunty and uncle
I don’t mean to make your day
Hard as it is putting food on the table’

The pressure of work
The lure of easy life
Parents don’t make it
Abuse children like falling leaves
Feeling no remorse feeling a frustration
Amongst the working environment
And the people they transact in their time

Children cry
Wailing out loud neighbors hear
Trying to keep off
Let the parents discipline their children

One or two minutes maybe ok
When it goes on for hours or days
There is something wrong anyway
Concerned neighbors must right the wrong
It is just a phone call to the police station

The helpless children
Tortured and abused showing no mercy
Parents and guardians, maids and baby sitters
When in the hands of abusive people
The children have no place to hide….

When the cry hit the roof
No sane soul should pretend
Helping them is just a phone call away
Do your part; be concerned about your neighbors
In this way rights will be protected some ways

“I am sorry mommy and daddy
I don’t mean to make it hard for you
You bring us to this world
Don’t let us suffer in no uncertain terms
Love us and guide us to good deeds
Let us be happy in our childhood”

The pictures tell so many stories
It reminded me of an incident decades ago
In my village then
A father raped his daughter barely 1 year old
Mind you he was religious and pious
Every religious festival he was in the organizing committee
Until his own heinous crime on his daughter
Everybody got a shock!

So good citizens
Play a part makes this world free
Of predators in our midst
Camouflaged in human forms
Doing those nasty abusive things

pgcc going down

PGCC going down
Before it is born
The abortion takes its course
The poor fellow never knows
The light of the day

It is better for all good
The Penangites need it more
A place to breathe; a place to connect
With nature and throng of people

I know the traffic jams there
I had been there used the roads
It is good now the project going down
Somebody finally wakes up

Profits always spoil it
When one doesn’t know how to divide
The businessmen must know
How to give back nature gifts

As it is PR must not approve it
Take back the land rezone
Let no person tries to make a play
It is a place for all Penangites
And tourists and fellow Malaysians
Come visit the Pearl of the Orient
Though I know the shine has gone

Let PGCC be grounded
Let it never rears its head again
Let the air flow of fresh windy breeze
A sign of change has finally arrived

pkfz knocking out souls

PKFZ knocking out souls
Living the day worth billions
BN protects BN approves
The bailout of $4.6 billions

The wrong doers escape
The taxpayers came to pay
Billions in tax money
Who benefit it in the end?

Questions arise
Sir Knight sighs
Will he see the day?
He doesn’t know

People ask
Answers must be replied
BN keeps on a tight leach
Unless Anwar gets his wishes
About the frogs he talks about

Otherwise it will be talking
Disgruntled people on the streets
Praying for a snap election
Or wait till GE13
Then the people will decide truthfully
Out the corrupted leaders
Send them to jail

oh datuk2!

Oh Datuk2!
Every businessman clamors for it
It gives them the prestige
A social standing they crave

Nothing about helping the poor
The destitute in our midst
It is much towards class
A short cut to social standing

I rather it is limited
Say every year only the best 3 people
In the opinion of the public
They should bestow these titles

No datukship
For civil servants
And politicians
This will bring the prestige
Of one who receives it?

6 months to changes

It will be 6 months
Before one can see the changes
Now it is political talking
Digging the holes until BN panic

UMNO is shifting gear
The veterans go out to campaign
Its president must go
This is the ultimatum

Pakatan Rakyat
Its leaders wait and consolidate
Knowing how to woo BN MPs
They aren’t greenhorn at this game
We may see the light
Bursting out into the night sky

Maybe I am dreaming
So many dirt BN deposits
One hole after another
Until there is no place now

If the changes are good
Pakatan Rakyat leaders shouldn’t wait
Come clean with a view to grow the country
And her people to enjoy their labor
In peace and harmony amongst races

Yeah when will the frogs hop in?
I wait for the day happening…………

so one learns

People learn through mistakes of others
As one learns the antics of BN leaders
One profits it handsomely in the end
Yet don’t fall for the corrupted journey
It makes a person going down to the same spiral

It is said power corrupted absolutely
So it is wise to thread it in one’s mind
When power rests in one’s domain
Use it wisely be humble be willing to serve
The people who make it happen……

History has recorded
Why leaders fall in the end
When one forgets one root
The very people who make it happens
The leader will have to say goodbye

Look at BN leaders
They don’t learn their lessons
They still cook up arrogant statements
Like Azalina…….about tourism funding
She goes against the Constitution equal distribution
And the sleeping beauty still says things he doesn’t know
When the ground is breaking up
He thinks he is on cloud 9…..

So one learns
Of others silly statements
Does it right PR
It is only 5 years to show
The road to recovery of the country

oh the frogs!

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Oh the frogs!
They don’t show do they?

I wait at the pond
Counting the days they hop
So I can rest easy
Sipping my refreshment

I hear thunder
In the sky rain going to fall
Where are the frogs?
They are suppose going for change

The windy breeze
Dancing enticing its shadow
Casting dimly lit clouds
Will political romance emerge?

We hear talk, talk and talk
30 or 35 frogs jumping into the net
The winding road fooling the leaders
We must wait for 6 months
Before the result can be known

Oh the frogs!
Popping heads above water
Croaking it heartily
You guys have no patience

The Titanic
The rust eating under its belly
The frogs know it
They smell the dead under the sea

It is just time
As thunder roams across the sky
The new dawn will arrive
History in the life

bn mps just do the honorable thing

BN just don’t discriminate
Funding for tourism programs or others
Should be handled by the state MBs and Chief Ministers
It shouldn’t be drawing line to say this is it
One for you none for me……………

The state governments
It doesn’t matter BN or PR
This is taxpayers’ money
It should be spent accordingly

Azalina got it wrong
Even her explanation is shallow
It is not political then what is?
Whose money may I know?

The sleeping beauty still falling asleep
He doesn’t know what is happening
BN MPs better walk over
Let the new dawn becomes a reality

The people don’t have to wait
The next GE is too far away
Look around what will happen?
The hp 6 ministers keep barking the wrong tree

The signs of arrogance
It will breed the downfall of the sinking Titanic
At one time it is said the ship unsinkable
Now look at the Titanic
Rudderless in the open seas
Yet the captain falling asleep

BN MPs do the honorable gesture
Walk over let the people enjoy their labor
Let BN sinks into the deep ocean
It is better this way…………

toyol

The toyol of ancient time
He steals for his master
In return he gets his soul
Slowly until his final hour
The master loses his game

By then a new leader has emerged
The toyol has no way to make his day
So he destroys himself in sorrow
The crown he wishes falling out of his hands

The master has the echoing laugh
In the darkness he knows what he has done
The toyol has to go………….
Let him look young
Then the final curtain falls
He is no where to be found

The jabs of botox
The toyol knows he has gone
Looking up to his master
Before he turns into pieces of gold
Shining brightly ringing its magic ring

‘I am the leader
The one who can make things happen’
Only it is in his mind he wishes
As his body turns into tiny pieces

The master smiles
He collects his gold pieces
Singing his melodious tunes
‘Ah toyol you never learn
You always work for me’

looking young to hit the roads

courtesy mob's crib

Dr KT wants the flow
Looking young to hit the roads
He doesn’t want to be dragged down
Like old men retiring
They don’t know what to do

He finds in his way
The ancient herbs to make him young
‘Look at me’ he says
‘I am the leader who knows the art of deception
If you guys want to learn from me
Watch me go for it!’

The smoking gun he chews
The juices intake glowing eyes
Smooth skin features of the conqueror
So he thinks watching in the mirror

When people come to see
He shows them what he is doing
Needles and jabs good for the souls
He tells his enthralled audience

The magic he spins
Waking up feeling afraid
What will happen in time?
He has no answer
He hides it in his eyes

the guy with no balls

No balls don’t get fooled
In ancient China Eunuchs ruled
So this man with no balls
He knows how to play

He lets you go freely
No obstruction no objection
You feel so comfortable living near his shadow
He doesn’t make you small
He makes you bigger in your eyes
And you think the world of him

He plots his game
Telling clear cut messages
He walks behind the power
He lets you know he doesn’t go for it

He is willing to stay
Behind the throne
And let you decree
Until such time when he finds
The way for him to pin you down
Then you realize too late
The scheming mind waits its time

You have announced publicly
He has got you into his traps
Slowly you can’t deny it
He knows you know what is about

The trials of deceit
Lies and deception playing up the power game
The guy with no balls
He sings climbing up his stairs
He learned it well from his father
‘Patience my boy
It brings you the throne!’

Unless the 3rd wave hit the shore
The equation will change dramatically
The guy with no balls will scream
Loudly in the upper floor
‘It can’t be happening to me
This is my ship waiting patiently’

singapore leaders dont want to lose

Singapore
Follow the rules and laws
PAP won’t let its citizens
Saying no good on the streets

Complaints not in public
Dissatisfaction carves in private homes
It is ruled on a tight ship
Believing it is best for Singaporeans

Now the Singapore leaders are worried
A new wave checked into her neighbor
She wants to know details to play the game
Before her citizens mouse it in their homes

It is good she recognized bloggers
What they can do behind closed doors
In the cyber-space clicking away
Yet I know she doesn’t allow freedom
It is still the same old Singapore

At least now she wants to know
PAP leaders don’t want to get napping
Sending out feelers to pow-wow
Not like BN/UMNO leaders
Calling bloggers goblok!

Now who got the black eyes?
They wished they learned
So Singapore doesn’t want to get it
It is better to prepare then feeling sorry after effects

the hunt for black pearl

courtesy mob's crib

The hunt for black pearl
Into the deep jungle
In his sleep he may want to take it
Before somebody comes his way

Kay Loong has no choice
He can’t wait for it to deliver
Now he has to grab it
Cutting his way; shouting for his due
Nobody pays for his silly antics
He thinks he gets his ball
Running fully oiled to make his day

He doesn’t realize
There is sniper attacking
Every move he wants to make
He thinks he can get it
The hunt for black pearl

The ground has sunk
The water has filled it up
When he steps on it
He won’t see what makes him fall
He just shouts out loud in the jungle
Only the jungle people string up him
By the rope dangling with the breeze

When truth never comes
When deception croaks away
The downfall will be heaven sent
Allah works so ever perfectly
One should remember all that

The truth will always send us free
No matter where we are now and hereafter
I hear the shouting in the jungle
The smoking barbeque light up the sky
A feast for the jungle people

hit the nail home

We want our tax money
Spend equally in all states
And the country…………….
There shouldn’t be one sided affair
This is the sick mind of the BN/UMNO leaders
They always think money belonging to them

Channeling through appointed BN set up outfits
And let their own people manage the funds
Ignoring the wishes of the majority of the state
They pay taxes don’t they?

Azalina and her colleagues
They think they are the lords
Horse riding treating the peasants
With low yield yet want big events

The sleeping beauty doesn’t even say
He lets his charges go wild in the streets
The Mat Rempit in their minds
Hello….dont let Malaysia be a laughing stock in the world!

Let the final changes be quick
Pakatan Rakyat doesn’t have to wait
Hit the rod hard when the enemy is weak
Don’t give them a chance to regroup
It is a folly in any military excursion
Allowing an enemy to take breathing ground

Here in the political hunting
The squabbles and blaming disease
BN/UMNO still doesn’t see the sign
Drive the arrow home
Let them sleep beautifully
In the wealth underground

So we don’t have to see
The like of Azalina(s)
In the country’s affairs
Pakatan Rakyat
Hit the nail home
And be done with it

oh east malaysians!

Yes Sabah people!
Agreeing with words
Partying down the gloom
Let the Sabah leaders cool
Under the hilly breeze

The beautiful waves soldier on
Dishing dirt and debris to the shore
One big line of lies and deception
How much wealth to distribute?

Time and day a leader doesn’t have
The groundwork has set in motion
Waiting for the ultimate flag
The rising of the new dawn
It comes early then expected

The delusion of the people
Mandated through their votes
Yet the Federal leaders behave like lords
Betraying the trusts the people voted for them

Yes Sabah people
Don’t get fooled by interested party leaders
It isn’t your welfare they come to protect
It is the gravy train and power play
The pockets of wealth creation

Yes Sabah people
Likewise to Sarawak too
Change your leaders
Let the people rule

they dont get black eyes

RCI
They don’t get black eyes
They must be the lucky lot
Sitting discussing the juicy parts

Some more 1 month extension
What they want to sugar coated it?
Giving out the small parts
Let the hungry public get the crumbs?

RCI
How honest the answer will be?
Sins of the previous leadership
Entangled into the present cross roads

I know nothing breaking the joints
The culprits will walk no remorse
Maybe names get soiled……
In time many will frog get
When talking about the sleeping beauty
Washing his hands off his responsibility
Blaming others for his troubles
He says he isn’t part of the equation

RCI
A neat compilation to study
Let others take the fall
They won’t be the ones
Pointing it in their report

blaming disease

Blaming disease
‘Oh it isn’t me
I don’t have to worry
It is others making me spin’

When things get wrong
When results tell a different view
It is better to admit one’s leadership
Shifting blame isn’t a sign of good leadership

Yeah blaming disease
The leader sings his melody
The fans listen in awe
Thinking he must be right
Others have to fall

The Titanic sinks too
One shouldn’t forget
In the rough seas
Nobody knows what may happen

Oh blaming disease
It rings a bell every one tries to pretend
Let the leader says what he wants
The party is sinking deep into the oven

The leader forgets to turn off the knob
The heating flame burning like hell
In no time only the dark smoke
Writing it up in the white sky

leaders must know humility

Race base party must go
This is my view
For over 50 years
The lies, deception, corruption
Cronyism and what say you…..
Don’t forget the little napoleons

Social contract, I admit, must be kept alive
In view of this it has to change
What has become an obstacle?
It surely must be rectified…
Here in Parliament
The MPs should stand up
And be counted to effect changes

The Agong is entrusted to safeguard
the rights of the Malays
It is not under any political party to usurp his authority
It is conveniently blended to serve its own political life
Without it UMNO will die

The current UMNO leaders only fight
The gravy train and their survival
It is not about benefiting the people
One down; others want to take over

Here I hear the musical chair
Music blending into its core
Every one trying to score points
Bringing it high on the score sheet
You think it is about people
And the country Malaysia

Nay…..the rakyat must teach
So that the leaders know humility
It is for the country and her people
It isn’t for political party….

the old horses shouldnt ride again

Dr Mahathir must know
One legacy can be dismantled
Sometimes discredited when power is gone
It is no use telling others what to do
It is already too late
In the political circles

The present leaders want
Play their games to the hilt
Others can say right or wrong
The leaders just ignore

Now look at the current UMNO leaders
One time closely linked to him
Now these leaders just attacked
Telling Dr Mahathir to keep quiet
And be a good old man staying retired

This is politics
It has no permanent value
Friends today enemies tomorrow
They fight in public
They drink privately

Now every UMNO leader
Scrumbling to pile blame on Dr Mahathir
For the ills of the country’s system
And the ‘undemocratic’ ways of UMNO election

As I always say race base party should be buried
Let these leaders stay nowhere to grow
Enough of 50 years of racial politics
Engineered by the race base leaders

This is the era of change………………
The old horses shouldn’t ride again
Let the people’s march decide
The fate of the country

Dr M
He has his game
Now he should write his memoirs
Leave the current politics to others
UMNO is on the way out
This is what he is afraid off

people rules 3

PAS hasn’t forgotten its rules
Islamic State the party dreams on
Once awhile the party officials will say
They think people have forgotten it

Nay…..PAS must have the MPs
As it is the party could only dream
Looking at the statements……..
The party officials will still try to dig in

No hoe to do the job
The party officials keep talking
It is cheap yet it ruffles feathers
Then they lay low quiet for sometimes

The PAS officials better get used to the idea
In the Pakatan Rakyat they can’t say as much as they like
If the party officials ever forget………………….
Rolling Islamic State again
The people will bury the party into the dustbins

In it the party officials will learn
Islam is a way to peace and living harmoniously with others
Partaking the peaceful coexistence
Love thy neighbors for all their worth…………

land titles in perak

BN ruled Perak
Over 50 years ago

The land titles
For the new villages
The races wait for decades
It is always begging for them
When elections near

What BN do to help?
They wanted them to beg
For years they tried
When BN gave them the renewed titles
So much publicity gave the ruling BN

Now when PR government announced it
The permanent titles to these new villages
Ong Ka Chuan talked about technicalities involved
Hello…………………..BN never wanted to change

It showed to the people
How BN worked its way
Saying one thing never finished it
It is time BN gone for good

I wonder what had been done
Over 50 years he kept his distance
Maybe campaigning to prolong his stay in politics
The villagers leave them sweat it in limbo

Laws and technicalities should be solved
During BN watched decades ago
Why didn’t BN get it done then?
It tells why……………………
Changing government new ideas arrive
So the next one will be
This year or the latest GE13
The people’s power will bury BN
For good and forever!

it is taxpayers' money

Azalina where she comes from?
Woman from Mars or Jupiter not Malaysia is she?
Funding is tax payers’ money
It should be shared by all Malaysians

Now I hear
She acts as if it is her money
Giving it to her appointed people to dispense it
Where is the sense of accountability and transparency?

Tourism in the country
It must be for all Malaysians
Irrespective of their political inclinations
This is the way I want it to be cultivated

Tourism a wealth generated machine
Promotions and funding be shared equally
To woo tourists from other countries
To benefit the people and the government

It is not the solely right of the BN government
To withdraw and give it to BN representatives
This arrogant of the Federal minister(s)
The divide and rule policies
It will be the downfall of BN/UMNO

These BN leaders never learn
Statement of arrogance; don’t care attitude
The ship is leaking waiting for another tsunami
It is gathering momentum on the streets
Nowadays just phone messages…………………….
Ah the moon cakes of old China…..

the pressures of education

Too much rote examinations
Too much pain in the brain
The young minds sometimes adults
They get wired on the wrong roads

Education a gateway to earn a living
Something to fall on when one searching to make history
In the long line of others pursuing monetary value
Yet in the drama in schools everyday
In institution of higher learning
You find the pressures cooking hard in their brains

When they can’t take failures any more
They think of ways to escape
The tragedy of a life
Too much examinations isn’t worth the time

Look at the young students
Carrying heavy loads on their backs
As if they are carrying loads of gold
The pressures to score A’s
It is the measurement of their success
What a pitying lesson to learn!
The teachers and parents should be blame
And not forgetting the education system
Still stuck in the mode of rote learning
Sitting examinations to prove your worth
So in the end what do we have?
Educational zombies walking the streets

I was of that system decades ago
I learned a lot outside the classroom
Schooling must be fun and easy
Let the young minds explore and experiment
Teach them how to think and pose questions
Teach them how to fish in the rivers and seas
Let them feel the environment
And the chirping sound of happiness

sour losers

Sour losers
The Federal government of BN
Lost its 2/3 majority
Lost in 5 states
Yet the BN leaders don’t learn
The power of the people

Hear cabinet ministers
Arrogant statements breaking MOUs
Specifically to deprive funding
To these opposition held states

We are Malaysians
We want all to benefits
Through our taxes paid
For the whole country developments

But no Sir!
We have cabinet ministers
The sour losers never think
We are Malaysians
Voting them in

When the game is fought
The judge declared who is the winner
Then the running of the country
It should better the lot of every citizen
There mustn’t be a divide and rule administration

This happens
Now the people see the true color
It can achieve it this year
Or else in GE13 I am sure
The fall of the giant
Thundering dark clouds
The end is near
You don’t have to change

politicians are the stage actors

borrowed from The Star

Politicians no enemies
When in the August House
Let the public see
Just wait for the debate
Then there will be something else

Sometimes they play candid camera
Looking cool in their suits
Friendly banter smile in greeting
This is Malaysian way to do thing

You can’t have permanent friends
You can’t have permanent enemies
This is the political wrestling
Sometimes you get whacked
At times you get a raise

Outside the Parliament
They become the dogs and cats
And the rats will hide away
Plotting their own games

Politicians know their craft
They learn from the masters
They learn from the streets
Of Parliament House so to speak

Now just wait for the Parliament sessions
The fire of the House will raise high
And we have 30 minutes TV exposure
Listening to their fiery argument
Debate and what not throwing in

what do we hear?

The UMNO battles
Amongst the old and not so new
Branding each other hair
Black and white and bald headed

Then the Youth Chief declares
“I am not defending my position”
The hopefuls jump into the wagon
They too want a taste of the game

Now the coast is clear
The contenders grab the flag
Running with the breeze
Ears listening for the applause
Eyes glowing with heated exertion

The stomping on the ground
The silent whisper; the campaigns rage on
The Youth Chief a frog leaps to the prize
When something happens
There is a chance for the grand trophy
Displaying with power on the chair

What do we hear?
EGM and EGM
Away with the quota system
Let the party election be free
And UMNO Youth Chief post?
The drum beats rolling
“And I left a good job in the city……………”

bloggers to air in rtm

Blogger to air in RTM
A 20 minutes frame I suppose
Yet one can’t express freely
The rules of laws interplay

Is it a trap to get bloggers?
Be very careful of the hidden agenda
Nothing is going for free there
You can be made over…….

When you accept
You think you will be allowed to roam freely?
You will be tasked to do their work
Engaging other bloggers to come in

Unless RTM says
There is no barring of thinking
Discuss it like true professionals
Yet I have this sinking feeling
It shall not happen

So will bloggers go?
I guess the BN cyber-troopers will be there
Telling how good the 2o minutes flame
Cutting across lines into the living rooms

Nowadays I hardly watch RTM
So it may not fulfill its roles
To let the bloggers have a flow
A 2o minutes frame ..

the malaysians

Malaysia is truly a bless nation
I love my country the melting pot of many
Where can you find one so lovingly peaceful amongst the races?
Even when we see demonstrations
We see as a way to tell the government of BN
“You have gone overboard!”


The year of 1957
The birth of a multi-racial nation
We are The Malaysians in 1963
Along the way the government divides
The people through its race policy
And the parties too concluded its formation

Over 50 years
The BN government allegedly deceived the people
Formulating policies gearing to a race
The concept of Malaysian categorically forgotten

March 8 General Election
A new book to write in our history
The voters come together as Malaysians
Deciding the way the country should be

Now Malaysia for Malaysians
No more treating on race category
It is time we shared our true worth
The Malaysians

The people will go as one nation
Flying higher for all to remember
Malaysians come of age
Say goodbye to race base parties
Now The Malaysians make the day

the skeletons of people sweat and tears

courtesy mob's crib

In the sea of people
The crookodile got whacked
By the ballot boxes he was entrapped
Yelling and spelling vindictive
On the ungrateful voters
The people of Sungai Siput

At last he was got rid off
Into the dirty river he cried his way
Popping up his head teary eyes
He doesn’t care what’s there for him

Nowadays we hear
He flows with his crocodile tears
Bringing up issues he doesn’t believe
When he was in the cabinet

He tries to put up as man
He still never learns his lesson well
He still lights his fangs sharp as ever
As he tries to fool the people again

It is better for him to cleanse his soul
What he acquired through allegedly illegal means
As alleged in ACA reports many times over
For us we don’t know what lie beneath the dark river
The skeletons of people sweat and tears…….

Ah he knows his time
The dreams of dark head knight
He struggles to be free
Only he has to spill his beans

So in the dark river
He lashes up his head gearing to go
Still believe he can beat time
The noose wriggling it slowly
The skeletons of people sweat and tears

i care for my country so.................

borrowed from http://sloone.wordpress.com

Bloggers go to jail……………………………
Unless there is Operation Lallang 2
The freedom the government is so afraid
The people will use it against its administration

Cases of intimidation
Civil suits pending in court
Of bloggers trying to make the country proud
Yet there are others
They never want the people and country to grow

Living under the old adage
A frog in a coconut shell
Thinking the world is within the 4 walls
Nothing interesting outside its surrounding

It is sad we still have these idiots
Flourishing in the government administration
Under the same old leaders
It is time changes coming swift to the core
Let there be a clean slate making waves

Across the seas
And on land too
The people’s perception
The way forward for the country

undecided?

borrowed from www.zorro-zorro-unmasked.blogspot.com

Islam is free
Everybody can take it

It is power crazy people
Tainted the name of Islam

Passing rules and policies
Sitting on the bench meting out punishments
Who are these religious officials?
Do they have sins in their closets?

Allah wants His children
Make peaceful coexistence
With all His creations
Not circling into one entry route

Islamic punishments in the Holy Quran
I doubt any one should put any more to it
It is the male dominated zealots
They want power under Islam
They are the ones who bring Islam a bad name

Islam allowing one to be free
Learning and acquiring experience
Pray hard for forgiveness of sins which are many
Here we have over better than saints officials
Trying to pass rules and laws

Ask yourself O learned judges
Are you not sinned now?
Islam has no airs
It is free; one answers to his Lord

no more holidays for them

The old politicians should go
The era of 21st century is way beyond their grasps
They still think they are relevant
I am afraid they have their chances long ago

UMNO and BN struggle
On the stormy weather
Strong wind undersea currents
Stomping the deck the hard knocks
Yet these leaders don’t see
They are seasick vomiting for the gods to record
All the seasons they travel

The dark clouds loom
They sleep yet dreaming of the wealth
Counting golden sheep
All the seasons they dream
The sun has gone down on them

The people have seen
The ‘You tube’ makes it known
In cyber-space the antics of the power crazies
Dancing as if they are the emperors
Princes and princesses of God’s chosen
Ah the power makes them
Forgetting the principles of religions
It is now could be beyond salvation

UMNO and BN can’t dance any more
These leaders get stuck in time unchanged
People have changed perception of new horizon
A new road; a new chapter to write
BN a history will be done

god will decide not humans anyway

borrowed from http://sloone.wordpress.com

Islam be for the Muslims
Why let its rules apply to Non-Muslims?
Close proximity by the Muslims
Let their laws deal with them accordingly

Why do the religious authority trespass the Non-Muslims?
They have no rights to discipline though they can advice
Likewise other religions too will come out with its logic
In the end who will be called idiot?

The religious officials should understand and read the Federal Constitution
The founding fathers did it for the good of the country
Let no person or government try to change that policy
For it will bring people’s dissatisfaction to the fore

As Kittykat46 said
BN/UMNO will lose more seats
If the leaders manipulate to serve their interests
For calling Malaysia an Islamic country
It is very wrong to pursue that perception
As the Federal Constitution says
Malaysia is a Secular Country

I have no problems when rules enacted for Muslims
They should know why it is best they refrain
Doing immoral acts wrong in every religion
Only don’t go overboard infringing the rights of others

The Islamic religious officials
You are paid to do your job
Teach and share your religious belief
Amongst the Malaysians of many faiths
Just don’t try to transgress other turfs
By right you have no rights whatsoever

The rules of the game
People will decide where the government is
It is them the power of the people
They can make the changes

Let people decide their faith
In history and in today’s world
They are the ones who will answer
For their sins answer why they do it
The Lord is compassionate and full of grace
Why humans want to act like perfect beings?
I feel sad for them
They are blinded with their own sins
They think they are perfect…….
God will decide my friend

everything comes around

photo borrowed from www.anilnetto.com

Businessmen and politicians
You can’t separate them
They are into this holy alliance
Milk the country
Spare no thoughts for the people’s welfare
It is true the marriage always working in tandem
Crafted on the sand
Create wealth then disappear
Nobody will remember unless some ass businessmen come along
Digging the same story money to be made

Like those of the old
The story will be repeated
Because people always forget
Thinking of jobs and money
Dreaming for the good taste of life

Now the PR government has a chance
An opportunity to make good for the people
Don’t let it happen in its watch
The people needs come first
Then the state can prosper

Let the place a relaxing retreat
For the people of Penang
Let the people taste the gifts of nature
Surrounding the bustling city island

Sometimes when you sit and sip your drink
You always have the feeling God works mysteriously
Though we may rant and protests
Finally somehow things just fall into place

As it is
I enjoy reading your article
The PR government must act on it
Before the light disappears again

the lost magic

‘I am here, I am here, and I am gone!’
The sleeping beauty stands at the door
Holding his key to his sleeping zone
He knows he needs that very soon

Dr M and his party
Gathering in a hotel bashing away
The idiot who can’t speak English warned
The whip will come slashing its way?

The messages gone
In the corridor of power
The X-men maintain the silence
The power in their hands
The wealth grooms in their eyes
For who wants to forget
The golden light on the corridors

And the mirror of beauty
Snoring all the way……
In a little while he flip-flops again
Putting up a white flag waving in the air
He has enough as he tries to navigate his exit

Will it be in December?
Maybe in the 1st sitting of Parliament
He will be gone………………?

Personally I don’t want to give chances
As days drag on many covering traps will be done
When the trail blazing is still hot in our minds
It is better to get it all nicely packaged it
Sealed and delivered stopping the diggers
For stealing the land and squandering wealth

The playground is empty
No ice-cream sellers around
The hot balloons too have gone
Only the empty swings, seesaws and dustbins
Lying around waiting for the beat
The sleeping beauty stands alone
Head down whispering to the wind
‘I have to go there is no two way about’

the people will decide

Tourism business will flourish
No matter what Azalina wants to say?

The industry players will sit it through
Change colors flow with the tune
It will be business as usual BN or PR
Tourists just want to have a good time

Local politics
The tourists don’t care much about it
They come for holidays
Give me the products worth my money
The tourists will come here
For the sun, beach, hills, shopping
And entertainment of many shapes and sizes

She talks rubbish
Aren’t the opposing governments Malaysian made?
UMNO leaders haven’t learned a bit
They still talk arrogantly
When tides have changed
The holes have been drugged
It is just a moment to unleash
The symptoms of the drug addicts

And we have the Minister of Tourism
Branding her narrow minded view
I thought she should know by now
We are Malaysians
Maybe she isn’t; she is a Malay
Living in Malaysia……

The witch crystal ball is clear
The end is near for BN and UMNO
If not this year
It will be GE 13
The people will decide
The fate of the country

it is the people who make the change

A name sends shiver in the hall
Democracy by word action never knows
An UMNO youth leader
He couldn’t finish his work
He was escorted out
Just because he said about Anwar Ibrahim
The jeers and laughing
He better quits UMNO
Never practicing democracy
In the true sense of its ideology

The forum members should allow him to say
Hear him out why he brooch the subject
Anwar Ibrahim rings a bell
Echoing deep in their minds and souls

Why are they so afraid?
A man who can make a difference
In the country political landscape
And UMNO leaders said before
Anwar is finished in his political game
Now his name rings
UMNO leaders don’t know what to say

The ground rules have changed
The people have decided
It is not the party making the waves
It is the people who make the change
Believe me no party can change it

a new eagle flying in the sky

When losers talk
It gains no publicity
BN marriage on its way out
Look at them
Never want to see
The cracks in their marriage
For over 50 years
UMNO whipped MCA and MIC
This isn’t a partnership
This is slavery!

UMNO leaders never learn
They still think they are made in heavens
Creating fear and policing tricks
The people have enough
Time these party leaders must go

Pakatan Rakyat will work
Like marriage of olden days
It takes time for love to blossom
BN has forgotten its early years
When one forgets one root
The soul will die midway to its bloom

UMNO, MCA and MIC
On the river of different stops
Putting up tolls enriching their coffers
And the leaders are so afraid
They begin to doubt their operations
The cracks have finally broken
On March 8 a new chapter to write
In the lives of all Malaysians

Pakatan Rakyat
The wings of many colorful feathers
Like the magnificent eagle in Kuah
Legend will be told
Today a new eagle flying in the sky

set up an independent audit team

The Pakatan Rakyat government
Go set up an independent body
To go through the books and contracts
All rules and policies must be followed

Dig up any records
Trace the money gone
And see what had been transpired
Let it be fair and true view
As it is under the regulations and laws

Book those involved
For any irregularities and personal gains
Showing no mercy, fear or favor
Bring those corrupted officials and businessmen to book

But remember………………..
Governing the states is top priority
So is wooing investments and bringing benefits to the people
So this independent body will do the backroom audit
Until the whole system clicks perfectly
In managing the states then the country

The corrupted people
Let them rot in jail
There is no parole
Let them learn the hardship
In prison for stealing from the state and people

the sleeping hustler

courtesy mob's crib

The kungfu hustles
A bet a sweet surrender
He takes it easy
Down the corridors

He makes the people crazy
He never wants to admit his mistakes
He puts on his sleeping eyes
And he dances his kungfu moves

In public glare
He speaks with volume
Yet when he moves
He doesn’t know his directions

Everybody says
He is sleeping on his job
He doesn’t care
Even Dr M gets fed up with him

He dances on his crony’s back
He captures loyalty
The wealth of the gravy train
Stopping at the 5 corridors

And the people ask where Jean is
He hardly answers; he wants to kick his kungfu hustles
On the empty dark hollow
He thinks he is great…..

Every body says
He should quit when he is in his game
But he gets glue to his seat
Jet setting to the Land of Oz
He can’t let go
He doesn’t want to break away
When he has tasted it
So he stubbornly pilots his way
He doesn’t care what others say
He needs to be ass kicked
Then only he realizes
Until then he jumps his kungfu hustles
Without a care what others say

we will march on

Dr Mahathir ranting
About his party and successor
He thinks he can decide
Pushing the button ringing the bell

The sleeping beauty isn’t quitting
He still thinks he has UMNO support
So he doesn’t care what others think
He wants his job the power hungry saliva flowing
He knows he is the man to beat……

And every one wants the sleeping beauty to quit
Let the new leader takes the role
Yet he doesn’t care a bit
He wants his power preparing his own exit

And N-jeeb doesn’t move
He lives in his father’s booth
Dreaming about those glorious years
He doesn’t have to decide which direction to go

Now he sits dreaming about his days
When he will be sitting on that chair eh?
He pretends he supports the leader
In his mind he waits for his move

Dr M can say what he wants
He is now out of the power equation
Though he still thinks he wants to manipulate
I feel he should sit quietly like Ling Liong Sik
Let other leaders go for their dreams

He had his days and times
Now he has to let go
UMNO live or die
Malaysians as a whole have enough
About racial party and its superior race tag

N-jeeb will sink into his submarine
Listening the sonic sound under the sea
Remembering the echo of past leaders
And his childhood playing under the mango tree

Dr M and his UMNO(Baru)
Like a kite flying in the sky
Floating away aimlessly
Searching for a new base
Or somewhere to hide

And for the rest of us
We will march on
Waving our flags of Malaysia
We decide the king maker
Amongst ourselves by our votes

forget about race in the country

The race factor hasn’t gone away
MIC and MCA still harvest the game
UMNO as usual wants its ketuanan melayu
In this land of many races and religions

Hello? Do the leaders learn?
Over 50 year race is still the thing
Something the BN hasn’t got it right
Harvesting the wealth of the nation
Amongst close relatives and cronies

All race base parties must go
It is no more about race any more
It is now a fight to establish a unity
Malaysia for all Malaysians

1969 lesson learned the hard way
One doesn’t need to read history again
Forget about race in the country
Begin we are all Malaysians

pakatan rakyat

Pakatan Rakyat
Let the name glow
In the minds and hearts
The People must know

The coalition partners
DAP, PKR and PAS
These leaders shouldn’t forget
It is Malaysia for Malaysians

Let there be truth
In its formation to bring glory to the country
And Her people needs and peaceful coexistence
Don’t be for selfish gains

And remember Barisan Rakyat
They are forever watching the developments
They are the king maker in democracy
Recognize us don’t you dare to forget!

Now you have a clear vision
The road seems bright and shining
Work for it what we put you there to do
Govern it in principles of transparency and accountability
Pakatan Rakyat you mustn’t fail

bloggers are ears and eyes to the nation

Bloggers have jobs to do
Sometimes I view to shake the mind
Of things and events into one view
Yet I have this feeling
Somebody doesn’t like
What are written in personal blogs

It is like those people
Chatting away over cups of coffee or tea
In the stalls, coffee houses, cafes or lounges
Saying bad things true or false
Ranting frustrations and unbalance wealth distribution
It is the government or companies’ responsibilities
To make it transparent and accountable
But do we see it in our days?

It is like cat and mouse game
A trap and a disease
Through laws to enact the silence
On the people who just want to thrash frustrations
And the unfairly treatment meted out in policies

Blogs serve the gateway to ease the mental frustration
Cruising in speed venting for a space to achieve it
The internet serves its purposes to give one a choice
To say a piece and be sane in this crazy skinned color world

Yet the powerful shall not let it go
The leaders want it their way to punish bloggers
For tarnishing their names and reputation
In this world I guess they can win
The power of money and the cable connections
There is bound to get influence
For the bloggers
They are always at the mercy
Of the power and the laws……..

I always feel
Communication the tool to solve issues
Be a gentleman look at the bigger picture
Don’t run down the bloggers
As if they are the pests
Roughing the feathers of the beautiful peacocks

Bloggers are ears and eyes to the nation
Telling others what they feel and think
Let there be free process in the cyber-world
But the power and the laws
In the hands of the corrupted leaders
Nothing is safe even walking on the streets

we will march on

photo malaysianinsider

Dr Mahathir ranting
About his party and successor
He thinks he can decide
Pushing the button ringing the bell

The sleeping beauty isn’t quitting
He still thinks he has UMNO support
So he doesn’t care what others think
He wants his job the power hungry saliva flowing
He knows he is the man to beat……

And every one wants the sleeping beauty to quit
Let the new leader takes the role
Yet he doesn’t care a bit
He wants his power preparing his own exit

And N-jeeb doesn’t move
He lives in his father’s booth
Dreaming about those glorious years
He doesn’t have to decide which direction to go

Now he sits dreaming about his days
When he will be sitting on that chair eh?
He pretends he supports the leader
In his mind he waits for his move

Dr M can say what he wants
He is now out of the power equation
Though he still thinks he wants to manipulate
I feel he should sit quietly like Ling Liong Sik
Let other leaders go for their dreams

He had his days and times
Now he has to let go
UMNO live or die
Malaysians as a whole have enough
About racial party and its superior race tag

N-jeeb will sink into his submarine
Listening the sonic sound under the sea
Remembering the echo of past leaders
And his childhood playing under the mango tree

Dr M and his UMNO(Baru)
Like a kite flying in the sky
Floating away aimlessly
Searching for a new base
Or somewhere to hide

And for the rest of us
We will march on
Waving our flags of Malaysia
We decide the king maker
Amongst ourselves by our votes

free bread dr m?

It is for free food
Doesn’t everybody like it?
Smell The Loaf
Let Dr M serves it free?

When a product going to launch
Free food and drinks available
This is the way to get free publicity
What that book about?

The new cronies and wealth gone
Like the old a new clothing done
Serving self interests wealth amongst the few
The people gathering for free
Thinking there is good news to digest

The power game
History has many of them
From Emperors to political leaders
The underlying truth is about
Wealth and hungry pests of parasites
Wanting to share a semblance of its glow

The Police take its own sweet time
Perusing records and reports
Every time an enquiry arrives
There is nothing much to digest

So lies the history of ineptness
Until the ground cracks people running
Only then something will be done
Right now free bread Dr M?

dont waste your time go home

Sami d’loo wakes the press rooms
He has no news so he makes his moves
Calling the government to release Hindraf 5
At one time he didn’t agree
When he was in the cabinet
Now he wants to fish for his leadership

What is the point Sami d’loo?
You didn’t help when you were in the cabinet
You talked differently while in power
Now your wings clipped you play something else

It is time you go
Leave the stage don’t glance back
You played your cards
Like the falling rain
You have lost
You don’t see it that way

The Barisan Rakyat will know
Which way to bring them home
When the Federal Government changes hand
The likes of you and many like you
The laws are blind only the people see it through

and we ask where jean is?

Where is Jean?
In a bottle of a genie
Oh no! She can’t be?

Some say she isn’t in the equation
She is just a wife to the sleeping loader
Carrying on his tasks as if nothing happens
Has he known the ground cracked?

There are many to say
The country of divide and rule till today
The BN leaders still talk like before
They don’t get the messages after all

Where is Jean?
Ah the paradise the Land of Kangaroo
She nestles there forget about the whispers
She doesn’t want to hear it any more

And the sleeping beauty
Going on as if nothing the matter
He doesn’t likely to listen
Though he says he hears it in his big ears

On the ground the leaks winding
Passing through branches ripples spreading
On the East the drum beats loud and clear
Only the strumming of melody missing

And we ask where Jean is?
Nothing for us to decide
It is our country we must make it color blind
In our lives marching forward to the world stage
We have finally arrived!

politicians shouldnt serve self interests

Politicians shouldn’t serve self interests
It is for the people you got to serve
This is the game they wouldn’t dare to fail
Come next election they can kiss goodbye

Why can’t they learn this simple motto?
Live with the people help them along
In a higher position don’t look down on them
They are the one who will decide your fate
Don’t let power grants into the heads
They will surely fail when they come down again

Don’t let race cloud a judgement
It is for the good of one national unity
Fight for something for all people
It isn’t about color of skin

Politicians still forget
When they are up in the air
They never see the ground
They think they are the supermen
Flying freely in the wind

The susurrus of the wailing people
They forget when they are up in the air
Pity them when they come down
They will be sent to oblivion soon enough

Work now don’t let personal gratification rules
This isn’t the platform to demand one desire
Politicians – ministers, state executives and leaders
Show what you can do for the people
And the country in the international communities

for all malaysians dont forget it!

What An Idiot !!

DAP State Assemblyman A. Sivasubramaniam
(Buntong, Perak)courtesy from http://www.malaysianunplug.blogspot.com/

He wants to throw his weight
Thinking he wants to play the power game
He forgets he is nowhere without the people
Has power corrupted his brain?

Self interests to self gratifications
He better thinks honestly in his pursuits
He won the state seat under DAP
And the power of the people decide

Now he has to do his work
Standing tall amongst the true Malaysians
Yet he wants to think like BN
Power corrupts absolutely
He never learns his lesson at all

Though he retracted his resignation
He has damaged himself and his party
And the coalition government in Perak
I hope he understands the people’s wishes
It isn’t your skin or party my friend
It is the changing for the better good
For all Malaysians
The truly amazing race in the world communities