this is the chance

The promises of paradise

The wealth through the race

The way it is always said

Bee Anne will smile

There is an election

The frame of time has returned

The promises of many in the air

Once the people fall Bee Anne laugh

The seat of power it dreams

It doesn't want to let go

Its leaders see the wealth in tow

The life of easy living

Bee Anne in trouble

The crooks spoil its name

The years of milking it

It will end in this election

This is the chance

Bee Anne will bite the dust

The people have to wake up

Take a risk we can be free!

let pakatan take the role

Bee Anne leaders

They will go around the rural folks

They will promise them many

The villagers should realize by now

These are the promises

Not many will be fulfilled

It will be left behind

Until the next election

The villagers should wake up

They have given them enough time

Over 6 decades they still struggle

If they vote for Bee Anne, they will carry the burden

Let Bee Anne fall

Let the leaders taste a defeat

They can't carry on like before

Once they fall they will learn

Let Pakatan Harapan takes the role

Let these leaders work their way for us

Let us crawl out from our darkness of the minds

Let us be free and we must be Malaysians!

depression in life

Depression in life

Learn to accept it

Learn to recognize its ways

It isn't the end

No doubts the mind

It will say many bad vibes

A person needs to say it

Then go and party

The suicidal thought

The death seems a final release

But is it the final truth?

For death will not free a person

Learn from Job

How he take his sins and punishments

He didn't give up but he stayed on

Until the light finally shone on him

Every road we take

There is a lesson to be learned

Every success comes through mistakes

But don't sell short you gain nothing!

the long maternity leave

The long maternity leave

It may affect the women going to work

Some will feel the easy going life

Only wake up for the babies to feed

The working women don't have to rush

They don't have to look at the time to hurry

They don't have to rush for reports

They don't have to wait on queue

The women will find the day

Sometimes good; sometimes tiring

Once the babies start to cry

The day begins with babies in cradles

But some women will feel bored

In the house staring at the walls and channels

Even listening to songs and music

It may not help them to stay alive

They will yearn to get back to work

In the thick of action enjoying the hard times

Rushing in every efforts and ways

They feel alive on all the activities

the script in the open

The script is written

The streaming attacks can be seen

How the party in power do?

Let the game begin

Amno B will speak badly on Bersatu

Its leaders will run down their former president

Bringing up past issues though it could be fake news

These leaders have no respect for their former boss

Now R.o.s is trying to play ball

Investigating Bersatu last AGM

Basing on some disgruntled members

Maybe these are the Trojan horses

Underneath the layer it will be known

The shadow hand waves its magic to flow

The little napoleons will run on show

But the ill wind will back fire soon

Of course the green moon party

It was said its party leaders took the carrot

Now its leaders run after PKR Selangor

Spewing up bad intentions to derail it

The green moon party knows it

The winning seats will not happen

Its leaders just want to spoil the soup

Thinking it can win the prize

While the running dogs

They keep barking at tunnel in the sea

They keep digging thinking of diamonds

Sparkling bright in their eyes

When the day is closing in

They will count their losses

They will run between hiding and shadows

The sins finally catch up with them

don't talk politics in religious affairs

The religious functions

Leave out political speeches

These aren't the stage to talk politics

Apparently the ruling elites don't see it

These politicians will grab the opportunity

They will stand on stage to rally for votes

They will sing praises of themselves

They will promise they can do many things

They don't say what they haven't done

The promises they dished yesterday's election

Why the minority race is still treated as such?

Why these people have to beg for attention?

It is time the poor and marginalised realise it

They should vote for a better scheme of things

They have wasted their votes countless times

Now they better vote for change!

patience helps

The good friends turned ugly

When a able body friend mocked

His handicapped buddy

The later knifed him to death

Now a murder has been committed

Why the rush and angry?

In the heat of the moment

Friends may turn ugly and fight involved

There will be casualties and or deaths

Is it worth it in the moment of madness?

When one can easily laugh or walk away

Why need to get even or angry?

Now the police will act swiftly

The OKU man will be remanded

Maybe a murder charge will be filed

Is it worth to be angry?

It is better to walk away

Patience helps in the long run

Once we learn to accept our handicaps

Do not turn it into an ugly scene

It will not benefit anyone in the end

Walk away call a truce and stay level headed

the small ants

The small ants in the homes

Scouts to determine where to hide

Once the scouts return to the troops

The marching of the small ants

Any loophole the ants will hide

Leaving trails for the others to catch up

Some will walk on cables hiding in the sockets

There will be many places to get in as well

The house-owners will face the cleaning jobs

Hunting the ants and where it hides

A time wasting effort to locate the ants

It doesn't guarantee the ant will disappear

By the time the cleaning is done

The ants may have move to another location

The homeowners will face the tasks

Cleaning up chasing the ants away

the stray cats

The stray cats

Running loose on the road

Sitting leisurely at the back lanes

Grooming under the shades

Sometimes they get crumbs

Throw by the housewives

Through the kitchen windows

The stray cats like

Nobody wants to catch the strays

The cats don't fetch monetary value

The houseowners will chase away

The stray cats trespassing through

Though the stray cats are nuisance

Stained the garden and urine

The humans are their slaves

Cleaning it up staring at the strays

At a pet shop I walk by

I see a mix breed for sale

A mix of siamese and persian cat

In the cage waiting for buyers

There is no price tag

I believe it could be a stolen cat

It is an adult male with blue eyes

Sitting quietly in the cage

He will look

Hoping to get out of the cage

But many are interested in birds

So the poor cat sits alone and wait

The stray cats causing nuisance

The poo and urine in the garden

Sometimes in the porch or near pillars

The marks of their visit and return

the bad apples

The bad apples

They intend to make mischief

When opportunity strikes it

They will gather information

Finally they will strike

They don't see the bigger circle

They only see what they can gain by it

Often they are paid to run a party down

Locking horns bring up irrelevant matters

The bad apples

It will stink the whole

Once it gathers storm

They will disappear

Some may quit immediately

Others may face the sack

But they know what they are doing

Then intend to cause mischief

do not cause injuries to animals

The 2 senior citizens

Dragging a dog by its chain

Causing the poor dog to suffer in pain

Until a good Samaritan stopped them

The poor dog is left in injuries

The clinic nearby comes to treat

But the suffering dog dies of his injuries

The 2 senior citizens in police custody

The judge finds them guilty

After a trial for mistreated an animal

They are fined $7,500 each

And a week in jail

There is a law passed

Nobody should mistreat any animal

The animal right groups won the case

Campaigned for a law to protect animals

Now what about the stray dogs and cats?

They cause nuisance to the neighborhood

Who will be the responsible for them?

The animal right groups?

But nobody should cause injuries to animals

You can chase them away if they are strays

Do not arrow the animals or shoot them

They will not know they have trespassed

the quick riches

The quick riches

It never stays for long

Once the hound dogs sniff it

The Bamboo River will ring

Out in the field

There are still gullible investors

They smell the riches

On the rich schemes

The marching order

When the hound dogs start to sniff

Nobody can escape easily

Investing to cheat

The greedy investors

They are the easy targets

Thinking of an easy life

Losing savings and regrets

a new dawn will rise

The wheel is turning

It will start to circle

A new dawn will rise

A light will shine

It moves in subtle way

Nobody seems to notice

Unless everyone stops and watches

Unless everyone stops to read and listen

The underground of whispers

Echoing upwards of the sentiments

The restlessness of a change

The wind keeps blowing its melody

It is only the power crazy

The blindness in the eyes and mind

It makes many pitfalls on its way

The lightning strikes the burning up flashes

Yes...the wheel is turning

The fortune of a change

A new dawn will rise

A light will shine

when you can't find love

When you can't find love

Don't go chasing the rainbow

It will not bring you to the wedding bells

You will get conned or abused instead

There are many landed crocodiles

They will wait and pretend on the line

When they smell a catch to be had

They will open their mouths and say

They will shower gifts and lies

The way they speak and courtship

They want you to fall

Into the hollow pit with them

Once they have you

They will take away your dignity

They will cart away your wealth

They will leave you in a sorry state

When you can't find love

Don't go chasing the rainbow

It is better to go mix around

Branch out of your social circles

forget the blue ship

The blue ship on sail

Leaving the anchor years ago

Her captain can't see the ground

He feels he is floating on high

Let us push the ship away

Cast it to her voyage of unknown seas

Let the blue ship taste the hardship

Of the hurricane or storm or tsunami

The Captain and his crew

The economic charts they can't see

They only watch the sunrise and sunset

They think they are in heaven

The sound of sea waves splashing

The crew only glance it and walk away

They don't see deeply into the deep sea

In the clear sea water they should have

The octupus is rising

Splashing up high waves from the sea

Rising up its tentacles in the air

The Captain and crew only watch in suspense

“What the f.....!”

The ship sinks in the high sea

The last signal sends out

“SOS we are doomed!”

why want to enact fake news law?

Don't think of new laws

Better think the way to exist

Time is running

And it waits for nobody

The country has many laws

It will stifle the growth of democracy

It is better to engage with the critics

It is better to learn how to handle complaints

Thinking of new law?

The fake news law to protect whom?

The way it is stated is for the ruling elites

There is Sedition law and Defamation law

Don't forget there is the Police Penal Code

Even making a false report a person can be charged

So it is necessary to enact a fake news law?

The country has enough of restrictive laws!

It is better to think how to reduce our debts

The country will face pressure to repay

The internal economy is losing steam

Workers are laid off retail stores closed

Don't think of fake news law

It doesn't bring wealth to the nation

Let democracy work its way of freedom

Engage with the people feed them with honest answers

turning into pieces

Turning into pieces

The bad will try to do

Leaving trails of bad breath

They want the nation to fall

They will pretend not knowing

The Constitution spells it out clearly

They use own religion to stifle growth

In the minds and bodies of the nation

Turning into pieces

The barking dogs will run

Show off the snarling faces

Fangs of saliva writing fear in the eyes

It is good there are honest people

It is good there are the moderate crusaders

It is good there are able politicians

Keeping watch of the bad behaviour

Yet the bad elements will keep trying

Stepping it up to keep their agenda alive

It breeds into one sector of society

Turning into pieces seem their aim in life

The men in blue

Always on the ground to sniff them out

They will not let the bad go in style

In jail where the bad should stay

leave religion at home

Leave religion at home

It shouldn't be use in the game of politics

It will never bring good harmony and existence

It will bring conflict

Religion is a private affair

Leave it as the way it should be

Between the faithfuls and God

No religion is superior to another

Learn from history

Why bad things happen

When extremists don't learn it well

With degrees they think they have the rights

God's prophets came and gone

Leaving behind their saying and texts

We shouldn't follow blindly

We have the brains to think and expand

Good faithfuls will encourage co-existence

Living in harmony and joy in God's world

Sharing thoughts and ideas to bridge paradise

Don't let the extremists twist it into Hades

So leave religion at home

Don't let it be used to play in politics

We have seen how toxic it become

When misguided souls think they are the heirs

the love cheaters

The love cheaters

They still make their living

Offering themselves

The women fall like 10 pins bowling

Once they get knocked

They still want it

So the love cheaters survive

In the world of modern science

It's the words they use

To entrap the women's minds

Once the words are registered

The women will turn crazy

They think they are in heaven

Floating into paradise

What the women behave

They don't understand logically

Their minds have been polluted

They have been tricked deeply

The love cheaters scored in deep pockets

By the time the women realize it

They have lost their monies

Some may have lost their bodies

For love hitting them hard in their minds

They become like zombies

Under the spell of the love cheaters

Once they wake up

They realize their losses

File police reports

Let the police hunt the culprits

Most of the time nothing to show

The love cheaters have gone

Disappeared into the darkness

Lying low until the next season

the religions are free

The religions are free

The people have choices to make

Once you embrace it

It doesn't mean you stick it for life

Along the way you may change your mind

You can switch it to another faith

As there is no compulsion in religions

You have your right to make your choice again

The Constitution is clear

There is freedom in religious faiths

Nobody can enforce it at will

Yet we find one religion strictly forbids it!

Study the Indonesian's way on religion

Everyone has a right to choose or abandon it

There is no force to say you can't do

It is the right of her people to embrace

The Christians have many faiths

Yet nobody will fight over it

The faithfuls can have their choices

Change it if they want to

There is no penalty on their lives

A true religion will accept quality faithfuls

It doesn't have to absorb quantity and bring a bad name

Let the honest faithfuls have their lives and peace

We have no rights to enforce God's religions

the monsters in the minds

The monsters in the minds

When they make the appearances

Nothing is safe in their eyes

They will make life or death

Eat up the souls leave the footprints behind

Let the men in blue find the clues

It will always lead to the sick humans

When the police catch up with them

These monsters in human forms will plead

The insanity of their minds

They will be sent to the mental hospital

The trained doctors will start to probe and evaluate

Before they can stand for trial....

Meanwhile the victims and families

They will suffer the pain and nightmares

The victims will have scars for life

Of the inhuman acts of the monsters in the minds

Leaving afraid to mix with people

They will always feel the fear of pain

I recalled an incident

Happened why back in the village

The man we knew as a good person

We used to see him hanging around

A man who believed in God

Always he would do the good deeds

One day he did the worst part of his life

He raped his own baby daughter

The police came he was sent to jail

Until today I didn't why he did it

There is always a monster in our minds

It is how we managed to hold it in

By living on a spiritual journey

Always stand on alert of the bad signs

The monster may just come in the open

The worst nightmare a person can go through