Saturday, December 07, 2013

nelson mandela




borrowed abcnews.go.com




Nelson Mandela
The man who made a Nation healed
Years of his life in prison
He learned it well

On his political triumph
He had no grudges against his oppressors
When he became the president of South Africa
In his leadership the nation progress to this day

A simple man with his vision
The world leaders bowed down to him
The words and action he had shown his way
A man of his people the way of light

Now he left his footprints behind
The messages he gave enlightened many
Why show hatred when freedom is for all?
No grudges let compassion and love glow

Nelson Mandela
The world will remember
A good leader will never die
He stays in our pages and minds

RIP Madiba
You fought your way
Bringing harmony to your people and nation
You will be remembered

the rain keeping falling 2




borrowed straitstimes.com


The rain keep falling
The eyes on the sky
The mind floats into running mode
The way of the rising tides

Nature has spoken
Every year we will hear
Do we forget after it is over?
Counting our losses of properties and lives?

We have not learned our lessons
Through the years Nature flood the shores
The crying of help from the displaced people
When they returned they keep it as memories

Now Amno wants to brag about
About the assistance offered to the affected people
Telling the opposition they never walk the talk
Amno just wants publicity to adorn in its pages

The truth is everyone helping out
There is no political badge in our common goal
The flooding makes no distinction in its movements
Only Amno going about its divide and rule

Donations pouring in
By all walk of people
They don't think of colours or religions
It is our people needed help


Friday, December 06, 2013

the change must come


This bless nation
It runs by the alleged greedy and corrupted leaders
In every level of the alleged administration
Until we earned a bad name in the world

We hear them speak loudly
The words do not match the way they lived
The wealth some try to show some try to hide
Into secret accounts in overseas

Now the country in bad shape
The debts run into $600 billion
We do not see it declining
The way the half past six leaders run

The GST and power rates hike
The subsidies withdrawn...
Only the cronies remain untouched
The people have to bear the costs

The silent protests
In the kopitian and restaurants
The people who gathered will talk
This is unfair!”

We have to wait
The coming years to come
The change must happen
Else we are cooked!


amno afraid of anwar



Amno afraid of Anwar
The years he was ridiculed and sacked
The former deputy president
The shadow still hangs over the members

Amno leaders still twist and turn
About Anwar Ibrahim till today
In its General Assembly the firing bullets
The shooting blanks at the man..

Who was once the deputy prime minister
The party members try hard to push away
The large shadow still hangs over them
For the wrong the leaders have done to him

Currently Anwar is the opposition leader
He is at large on the stage
With is public relations skills he could
Sodomy 1 was gone now sodomy 2

The Amno leaders will try to cage him
The shadow has grown too big for them
Anwar can go to jail once again
In or out Amno will fall in 4 years time






















Thursday, December 05, 2013

the rain keep falling

The rain keep falling
The sky of misty white and cloudy
The sunshine only smile once a while
As the day makes into the night

The rising tides flow
The water rush to the land
In no time the situation turns bad
The low lying areas turning

The villagers will pack and flee
On the higher ground to escape
They know it every year
Yet they don't make the early flight

The stranded people
The army deploy to help
Every year the familiar news
When will these people learn?

The flood singing
The people affected flee
They don't have to count
The losses they have to bear


the ordinary joe and jane


The pay rise and allowances
The country's representatives clapped
It is a long time coming to aid them
They need it for the costs have gone up

They are humans like everybody else
They need to pay their bills and loans
Though they work for many hours
Right through the nights too

When Selangor did it her way
Some quarters disagreed
They said it was too high an adjustment
Running into many folds

Selangor has done well
Through the management of Pakatan
The representatives should be congratulated
The pay hikes for them to work even harder

Now the Federal Government under Bee Anne
The study for salaries and allowances hike
The committee has recommended the raise
When the mismanagement has not settled

Only the ordinary Joe and Jane
What will they have to tide them over?
They have to pull their resources
Though pockets empty at times of the year

The crunch has to come
The cost of living will be high
The inflation will bite into it
This is the reality in everyday living


sweet sixteen


Sweet sixteen
She never wanted to live
She went to hang herself
When her mother gone marketing

The life she could have
She didn't want to take
Sweet sixteen
She thought of death

The harsh life
The school of homework
Maybe she got bullied
Maybe she couldn't take

Sweet sixteen
The rope got her instead
The life she could have
She threw it away like that!


the dulang washerwoman




borrowed staronline


On the downstream
The dulang washerwoman
The ninja of tin mining
Bending her aerobics

The circulating motions
The hands moved many times
The practices made perfection
The small black gold she saw

The quick fingers held it
The moments of joy
The black gold she saw
The back bending job satisfied

The beats of sun rays
She didn't worry
On the downstream
It was the black gold

Now the years gone
The toiled made the grade
The sun still shines
She enjoys her time


Wednesday, December 04, 2013

tomorrow better to have it



borrowed ojar.com





Lived by the fast cars
Driving on the road
Living for the moment
Tomorrow is hard to know

Speeding on the road
Tempting fate in your hands
Nobody will know of tomorrow
Even experienced drivers fall

The road can change
Though it may look the same
Like the pages of a book
Days of turning pages frayed

Even cars will change
Learn to live with patience
It will make the journey whole
For tomorrow better to have it

the beggars?


The car park on public roads
Near the bank and shop lots
In the day of normal businesses
Cars driving in and out as usual

The car beggars will come
A clean dressed woman
And a dirty young man
They will come asking for money

The woman lives elsewhere
She comes with her plastic bag and drinking bottle
She knows she has to hang around until in the evening
Then she will go walk back home

The man is different
Maybe he has no home to go
One look he sleeps on the public area
The dirt on his clothing and legs

He is physically fit
Only the physical appearance of a vagabond
Maybe that's the way for undercover work
Blend into the low beggar's role

It always reminded me
An army captain played drunk on the hill
Patched clothing and unkempt appearance
He came to collect information

When he had done his homework
He came out with his army
The hilly billies watched
Wasn't he the guy on the drunk?”

So it reminds me
A different look at the beggars
We will never know about detective work
The spies in beggar's clothing


don't forget tomorrow


The old beggar walks
With his aiding stick
The sadness in his eyes
The time he waits

The moving sight
The young adults should observe
Once he was a young man
Working for his living

He earned he spent
Through the years he forgot Tomorrow
When the time came he realized his stupidity
He got nothing as age took its toll

He is left to beg
The dignity he could forget
Sometimes he sits on the 5 foot way
Waiting for alms to survive the day
















the weak will inherit paradise


The power dreams
It applies to everybody
It can't be discarded away
Into the bite of the dust

By nature we want power
In any form to intimidate
Through physical or emotional toll
We see how it works

The power of dreams
We live in many layers
Along the step of division
The power play at work

The weak will be pushed
Behind the walls or in the closets
Into the darkness to stay
Away from the power crazy folks

But the weak will inherit paradise
They will be the first to run to it
Learning the prayers and words of God
They have nothing to lose everything to gain


Tuesday, December 03, 2013

the desires of the minds



The desires of the mind
In the hidden facade away from preying eyes
In the homes in the quiet parks
The minds can roam far and wide

The women for men
The sexy ones walking by
The eyes will watch
The minds begin to undress

The erotic fantasies
The wind will agree
The shadows will put colours
The minds will jump with glee

The women walk
The curves to put men to work
The pages of pictures in the minds
The minds can roam far and wide

The women of dreams
The six pack guys and moneyed men
The dreams of big mansions, servants and wealth
Living the luxurious life

The erotic passages
Men and women will dream differently
They will meet of course in this world
What else they do men and women?

the bites of pain


The bites of pain
The stinging sensation will not go
It triggers the soft cry
The pockets filling the void

The unbalance pole
The heavy loads sit
The people have been cheated
Many times in the past

Now the unhappiness
In the eyes in the minds
This is the herd mentality
The rural folks don't realize

The bites of pain
The pockets filling the void
The rural folks and fixed depositors
There is no exception


love gone wrong




borrowed www.seekforthelight.blogspot.com



Love gone wrong
Once they were
The bright sunshine
The moonlit night

The decades together
From High School to adult world
The loving feeling flourished
The eyes for each other

One day it took
Maybe jealousy of playing
The eyes turned the mind fell
The heated exchanges of words

In silence after a while
The woman laid dead
With knife wounds on her body
The man stabbed himself

Love gone wrong
When it was time to go
Let it be and walked away
Remember the good times

Some lovers can't take rejection
They will go to the extreme to inflict pain
Some will kill some will commit suicide
They forget they are many to fish again

the flood arrive

The cloudy weather
The country will see
The rain on the coastal states
The rising tide the flood arrive

The early morning rain
The weather cool and cloudy
The urban and city folks
They welcome the windy feel

The coastal areas
The follks shift to higher ground
As usual every year
The ghost of water will claim lives

It never fails
Some just never learn
They will fall and drown
In the flood water

The intermittent rain
The rising tide on the sea
The game of flood begin
The folks will keep watching

















Monday, December 02, 2013

rhythm of life


borrowed flickriver.com


Rhythm of life
The colours dance in your mind
You make the day
How will it arrive?

There are reasons to cry
There are reasons to smile
Along the way the life unfolds
The harsh world or the easy ones

You are part of a circle
Around the light of shadows and hope
You can sing until tears fall
The rhythm of life you know

Lift up the life you have
Within the circle you know best
You don't have to follow outside the circle
Until you learn its rhythm of life



the easy loan from loan sharks

The men borrowed money
The easy way from loan sharks
Though much has been said
The loan sharks will not forgive

Once the men are in its clutches
The cage will close in and shut
The men will realize with the debts
It seems it never ends....

When the defaults hit in
The interest will jump so high
In no time it hit the roof
The borrowers will cry in pain

Some men threatened wives
Go and sell your body to pay my debt”
The wives and children will suffer
As loan sharks and runners knocking on doors

Some get red paint on cars and doors
The runners who are paid for their jobs
The fear of these thugs on the prowl
The police just wait for report..

Don't borrow money from loan sharks
Don't fall for the easy way to get money
Once you are in they grip you can't escape
Once you default the nightmares begin


the country's health

The country's health
It is on the yellow light
Blinking to her citizens
The wastage by the ruling elites

They talk of reducing expenses
Spend only where it is necessary
But the truth be told
They just don't cut it

The country's debt
Every urbanite knows
It has hit at least $600 billion
There is no plan to cut it down yet

Look the recent budget
The projects and expenses run
Knowing the country is crying for help
The civil servants still getting bonuses

The tightening of belt
The ruling elites never know what to do
Saying one thing doing another
It is the gravy train they think about

The taxes will come
The subsidies will be cut
The electricity rate will shoot up
The IPP enjoys the run

There are many bad habits
Running around without handcuffs
Taking the cookies at the jars
As easily as it is baked


ambition must have patience


The political ambition
Some never get it
They are too impatient
They never see the traffic ahead

They think while driving
Texting on handphones
Minds dreaming of the power
Until they can't see the red light

The glory of gold
The power yields the greed
Dreaming like the small gods
They think they have the right

The red light blinking
They can't see ahead
The minds are clogged
They bang right into the red

Ambition must have patience
Working hard and curry favours
It only helps a certain level
The other is faith or destiny


Sunday, December 01, 2013

the home prostitution


The prostitution
The ancient trade never dies
When hardship and hungry mouths cry
The women will go to sacrifice

The consequences of the families
The social stigma when they are found out
They have to bear and live with it
They and their charges need to survive

The social order will not change
Like the ancient times of history
They are needed to service a need
The society of men of different tastes

The diseases may spread
By the working knowledge the women will care
For themselves in the trade
Now it is home base to avoid raids and pimps

The police and religious authority
They will keep up the pressures
It is better to teach and find ways to help
Prosecution will not eradicate prostitution


humans like to hold heads high


Jeff Ooi
A lesson to learn
In politics words must be soft
In corporate circle you could

A politician must know
How the feeling spoken in public
Hitting hard in corporate world
In politics the soothing effect

Jeff Ooi
Though you apologize
The sincerity must show
You fail in that gesture

Humans like to hold heads high
The dignity in any rank and profession
Nobody should degrade by words
In public running down others

play the fair game


So now we know
The EC wants Amno to stay
The power to rule
The power to the Malay

The former EC chairman
He made his speech joining perkasa
The gerry-meandering to stay to power
The political elites rule in the country

Bersih had said years ago
The fair game must be held for all
No race should stand a leg up
Right now one race benefits the most

Even the instant citizens
They become entitled to the benefits
The non-Malays of generations don't enjoy it
They are labelled the second class

Honestly we are all immigrants
Only the ruling elites try to change history
The fair game must be held for all
The country will benefit quickly


the paint of dull colours




borrowed from www.global1.youth-leader.org


Too young to get married
Too young to know about life
But do the parents know?
Too much red chillies they forget

The stormy marriage
The paint of dull colours
They live through the motion
Until the day they have to cut loose

Too young to get married
The parents think to avoid sin
The children active hormones
What they know about life?

The ring of boxing
The web of hollowness
Too young to get married
Now the life of separate way