Monday, October 05, 2020

Covid 19 spikes

 

Covid 19 spikes

The numbers staring in MOH

Now who is to blame?

Causing the chart to shoot up?


Closing the borders

MOH hasn't done so

Forget about economy

Lives are precious to save


Economy once goes down

It can be revived back to its health

Businesses can close people may lose jobs

But life once is gone nothing to revive


Unless we are the vampires

Then we shouldn't be worried about Rona

We can live as long as we aren't fools

Walk in the shadows hide behind shades


In reality we are dealing with Covid 19

A virus which we can't find a cure to fight

A clever one turning us upside down

Yet we can't pin it down with a cure!


Maybe try drinking sodium bicarbonate* with a cup of water

Stir it well drink it in empty stomach in the morning

Then swallow 1000g Vit C to see the result

Baking soda can kill cancer cells too


The natural cure

It hides within our reach and reason

If only we aren't so blind

God's gifts in Nature to help us


* 1 teaspoon of baking soda mix with a cup of water

the dead-man pond

 

The dead-man pond

Cleared of trees and bushes

The layered slopes to protect

On soil erosion


The calm water in the sun

The night of silent whisper

On the former mining pond

The dead will not call


In the morning around it

The food court doing business

The chattering of loud noises

The dead-man pond as calm as ever


The pork sellers vehicles park nearby

Once if the drivers forget to pull handbrakes

The cars or lorries may drive into the dead-man pond

There is a possibility to happen with human beings


A new housing scheme developed

A few houses facing the dead-man pond

Will the house-owners see the sad spirits?

Emerging from the former mining pond?


The dead-man pond

The remnant of its heyday of tin mining

Now everything had gone into memories

Leaving only the tin mining ponds

the wolves turn

 

The wolves turn

They aren't going to play second best

This isn't in their way of life

They want to be in the fore-front


In the political game

The wolves aren't satisfied

They are pushed down

They feel the lost of dignity


Some are willing to join forces

With the opposition for their interests

Pulling down the back door leaders

The fall will be imminent


Now the back door leaders try

To use Covid 19 cover to stop the move

Somehow it doesn't happen yet

They are mulling over in meeting


Anwar is still on the go

He will have his chance to pull it off

As the wolves leader had announced

He knew his members pledged support


But Moo refuses to resign

He wants his post badly to stay

His days are numbered so are his gang of traitors

They will face their exist and be gone forever


Now the people wait

Waiting for the news

Will Anwar finally make the grade?

Or it is all empty talk again?

Sunday, October 04, 2020

don't blame the migrants

 

Don't blame on the migrants

They shouldn't be the fall guys

They shouldn't be singled out as the cause of it

The spread of Covid 19 in Sabah


The Covid 19 was there

Even before the snap election

The daily infection was reported

But did the authority act on it?


When the snap election came

Caused by the frogs in the state

The agency didn't act tough on it

Because politicians here went to campaigns


Even the pm went there too

Forgetting about Covid 19

The high and the low

When the election was over


Covid 19 spread over

The country got it

The spike increased in the chart

Who are to be blame?


It wasn't the migrants

It was the campaign politicians

And the runners organizing the campaigns

So this was the reason Covid 19 spiked up

the borders should be closed

 

The borders stay open

MOH dragging on its feet

The infection rate jumping high

Yet it says under control!


Yesterday was 317 infections

It is a serious matter to consider

MOH shouldn't bow down to politics

The people will suffer instead


Economy can wait

But life shouldn't be the pawn

Rona isn't laughing

It comes to take lives!


Sabah election clusters

The politicians brought it back here

The campaign workers too

Now don't wait for it to jump up again


Now Covid 19 can spread easily

It has mutated many times since

MOH should close the borders

Let us fight on pre-determined targets

life every moment

 

Life every moment

Enjoy it to the full

You will find success

Even on the small


Don't spend too much

Thinking of the negatives flow

It will not bring in success

It will stifle your growth


Rather change the focus

Think of the positive values

Transform your thoughts

By changing the words


Once you do it

The changes will be done

Shifting words changing the flow

Of life success in every moment

the banks must have charitable spirits

 

The banks should act with charitable spirits

The banks shouldn't wait for orders

The CEOs of banks know the situation

The economic slow factors deepening in


These officials know the numbers

They should come out with their statements

Officially extend the loans repayment

Without receiving order to implement it


Unless the banks think of own survival

Through the years the banks made billions

By extending the loans repayment period

The banks will not lose any


The banks give the borrowers time

The borrowers still have to pay

When the time has come

But now Covid 19 rears its ugly head again


The banks should act swiftly

Make an official statement

Allow the loans extension period

The banks will not lose any

the land called Malaysia

 

The land called Malaysia

It isn't for a race to call home

It isn't belonging to one particular race

It shares its chord with all races

Born, live, school and die here


Only a race tries to act superior

Keeping telling his audience

This land belongs to a race

He forgets others have it too

Where we built this nation


We all have no place to go too

We were born here through the generations

We don't have citizen rights with other nations

Malaysia is our land by birth under the Constitution

We will hold high our Malaysian flag and identity


No race should lord over other races

No race should feel superior with numbers

We aren't fighting with other nations

We have to stay united and prosper this country

Our place of home; our place to die and our place of history

Saturday, October 03, 2020

the giant falls

 

The giant falls

Like Humpty Dumpty on the wall

Once it lays on the ground

The tiny pieces hard to glue around


On one hand partying with the back door

Smiling and laughing walking on the corridor

As the novelty wanes down the giant feels short changed

He can't believe he has been played out again


Bersatu knows its DNA

Its members were from there

So naturally they will know how to stroke it

Only the giant keeps blaming DAP


The Sabah bad luck

The giant was kicked about again

Now the members felt angry

They wanted their pound of flesh


Bersatu plays the rat

Chewing up underground

The giant can't believe his bad luck

Yet still blaming DAP


The giant falls

As long as the bad leaders reign

The pieces on the ground

The history of shame

the nuggets of life

 

In a bad situation

We shouldn't feel panic

We shouldn't allow negative flow

Because it will never work


In the ages of the past

It is good to take a deep breathing

In and out for a few seconds

It will make all the difference


When I was giving a talk

I used to walk around the stage

I wanted to absorb the feel of it

I wanted to feel at home


It always works fine with me

But as you said shift the thoughts

It will make the difference

In a situation sometimes looking bad


The nuggets of life

It will keep flowing and changing

Every day there is something new

Every day we will learn a thing or two


moo is worried

 

Moo is worried

The day he will realize

Doing the wrong move

A price has to be paid


By the back door

He will be dumped as well

He should realize by it now

There is no hope for him to stay


The wolves have spoken

They aren't going to bow down

They have felt humiliated

They want their pound of flesh


Anwar announced his coup

He said he has the numbers in hand

Moo has to be a gentleman

Resign and face his music


But back door leaders

They don't have the sense of honesty

They will dig in to hold on to their positions

They will say Anwar playing his own game


The Sabah high for Moo

It will be a short lived affair

GRS isn't seeing eye to eye

The implosion will happen soon


The wolves will strike back

Let Anwar roll in to take the ride

Wave his winning flag to the finish line

His dream finally comes alive!

Rona in our lives

 

Rona in our lives

It isn't going to hide

It is laughing at our stupidity

We dare to take its challenge


Rona in the air

Flying around to catch us

Those who refuse to listen

The danger posing in our lives


Rona isn't playing game

The back door leaders must realize

The warning given to those infected

Wake up and implement the right moves


The infection rate jumped to 1,300

As long as the borders aren't closed now

The spike will chart our indifferent attitude

Don't pray because we don't listen to advice


Stop Rona

Stop the borders crossing

It will let Rona disappear

A natural death without hosts to catch

looking for a pot of gold

 

Looking for a pot of gold

Many will migrate to find it

Believing in themselves

The work they will find


Along the way many will see

Some will fall behind living in misery

They give many tries in their lives

They don't learn their lessons well


Every failure a lesson in the mind

Once we forget we will be back to basics

Learning how to find a pot of gold

In the backyard or in overseas call


Once it could be physically migrated

Now with borderless world anywhere will do

Find the pot of gold in the mind

Learn the smart way else nothing will arrive

let Anwar carry on Old Man

 

The Old Man

He still harbours bad on Anwar

He should let Anwar carry on

He should be grateful a student march


He shouldn't have negative thoughts

He had his chances to rule the nation

Now let another person make the grade

He shouldn't harbour ill feeling


The Old Man

There is no harm to admit wrong

There is no harm to say you aren't an angel

Anwar forgave you likewise you should let go


The Old Man

Remember history

You can't change the tales

You have to live with it



death has no time

 

Death has no time

It can come at any hour or day

While we are still living

We better stay good all the way


Sometimes there is no goodbye

There is no chance to say the word

The locking system jams up the brain

The person can only cry in dripping tears


If we need to say sorry

Don't wait to find a time

Because Death isn't waiting

It can knock us to the ground


Death has no time

It has no time to listen

When it comes without a knock

We have no time to say goodbye

Friday, October 02, 2020

Anwar has the gut to make his call

 

Anwar has his time

Every turn he is denied

Spent time in jail

The cases we heard so well


The man stood his ground

Even he got black eye

He didn't surrender

He fought his battles


Now he says he has the solid numbers

Which partners are involved with him?

He hasn't said it loud and clear

The people's mandate must be returned


Some say he pulled a similar stunt before

In September 2008 he did the announcement

He didn't get his coveted position

In 2020 he made one more effort


Failures are lessons to learn

Giving up shouldn't be in the mind

At least Anwar tries his best

He hasn't given up his hope


The way political situation is

Amno baru may pull out from the back door

The members aren't happy to play second fiddle

Here Anwar has the advantage to grab his post


So we will wait

It will not be long to hear the news

Anwar has gamble his political life on it

Give the man his gut to make his call

Bersatu will face its tough life

 

The back door will find it bad

When its major coalition partner isn't happy

Its leaders can't take the snub all the times

Sabah case will make the break


One senior member has called

Ditched Bersatu party to the dogs

He wants the party to pull out from the coalition

It hasn't benefited his party at all


Bersatu will face its life tough

Calling for a snap poll will bring its demise

The party will face the wolves and crocodiles

Moo will be the easy meat to tear to pieces


The wolves have made the calls

They have felt the need to fight

They have geared up for it now

The last few by elections got them high


Come for the GE15

It will be a different plot of game

The bad leaders and traitors will be punished

So Moo will not be so eager to call a snap poll


He knows his numbers

He will be slaughtered in the poll

But Anwar has pulled his stunt

Maybe Moo will be out soon


But the wolves is hungry

They can't wait for the pot of gold

Somewhere in the rainbow

In the moonlit night they howl

the season of the frogs

 

Before the year is out

It's the season of the frogs

Waiting in the pond to jump

How high they will not say


The croaking in the pond

Waiting for the opportunity

The new pond of gold?

The life of glowing joy?


They haven't gone

They are waiting for the call

Once the ringing bell is heard

It's the season of the frogs


The duplicitous frogs

The bad snakes

The luring of a common goal

The wealth of the nation


Will the back door fall?

The shifting of alliance will run

Some aren't happy out of the loop

They find no way but become frogs

close the borders

 

Close the borders

MOH still undecided

The virus will fly

The hosts easy to find


The economy can wait

It isn't a life or death sentence

But Rona isn't

Rona wants to collect souls


Now we have over 1,300 infections

With a few clusters looming ahead

Yet MOH hasn't got the plan moving

Close the borders


The economy can recover

Once Covid 19 is contained

At the rate we are going

The second peak season will arrive

Thursday, October 01, 2020

let Anwar give his try

 

The Old Man

He should say his apology

With it he can move on with his life

In politics nobody owes anything


It is the people who paid the price

He had his chances in his life time

He should recognize his need to apologize

Yet he refuses to acknowledge it


Let Anwar try his best

He doesn't need your run down on him

He had suffered enough for his belief

Now let Anwar play his game


He has to try to find how he stand

The promise wasn't fulfilled but fell

How could a man forget his promise?

But the Old Man shouldn't put blame


He should accept his failures

On his racist way till the fall

He should say sorry to the voters

They didn't vote for the back door


The Old Man

Be honest with yourself

The nation back to the bad

The economy will be low


Let Anwar give his try

It may be his last chance

Else he will make himself a fool

Playing his card on the wrong table

the back door will be wide open

 


When the main menu isn't available

The bad will settle for the second best

Of course he will say his apology to his master

But we know he will not end there


The schemes will come upstream

It is in his dream to smell the heat

Of the wealth will come his way

Though it can be crumbs for now


The battle hasn't gone quiet

The other members of the snake team

They will wait to inflict the pain

When the opportunity rises in their schemes


The wolves and crocodiles

They can't survive on handouts

They want the main menu

This is where the mother lode is


Now Moo can lock horns

He should stay on his toes

The back door will be wide open

It may come to haunt him too


M.U.D.A is the nation hope

 

The words of politicians

We shouldn't believe as much

By tomorrow they will spin again

Like the racial politicians


Moo should advice himself

He says he is a Malay first

His party is only for a race

Now he wants to say of multi-races?


The country needs to stay on a brand

Malaysian is the way forward

The racial politicians should change

They aren't living in a single race


We are multi-racial and multi-religious people

We aren't in the single race of a nation

We are Malaysians and this is our brand

The words of politicians they live in the air


Though we will wish the young generations

They will rise up to change the situation

MUDA is a political party to effect the change

The nation will be in good hands by then

pas khairuddin

 

Pas Khairuddin

A minister in Moo administration

He admitted he didn't obey SOP

On his return from Turkey


Yet AG takes a long haul

He doesn't know how to charge him

AG asked the police to investigate further

Attorney General, the man admitted his guilt


What's the point to delay charging him?

Ordinary folks are charged immediately

This Pas Khairuddin still can walk free

For months now AG thinking ways to deflect it


Moo of course can't take action

He is afraid he will lose his power

Along with it his PM post as well

So stay away from the controversy


Pas Khairuddin, do the honest way

Resign from your post and pray to be sorry

The law will come after you

You can't delay the inevitable

they want to stay poor afraid to change

 

The giant got the blue

He couldn't get what he wanted

Though he shouted to the sky

Till he was brought down by the mice


In the Land below the wind

The trading post not in his way

He was under quarantine

His branch chief didn't make it happen


Now the giant seems small

In the political scene he has fallen

A small party can make demands

The giant steps aside losing his dignity


Though he hasn't given up yet

He will try another round to make his stand

A giant can't go out without his face

So there will be the frogs to jump again


The people in the Land of the wind

They want to stay poor; afraid to change

Now they voted the bad leaders on stage

They will complain again of their pain

we are there to make democracy work

 

We have to understand

We are the pawns in the political games

We aren't in the loop of their play

We are there to make democracy work


Once we have played our duty

We are left to feed on our own

The politicians will plan their needs

The power they can't forget


Once we elected the wrong party

The bad politicians will sing their tunes

We can't ignore for we are the pawns

We are there to make democracy work


By the time we get our pain

We will start to complain

We can even shout with tears of rain

The bad politicians will show their reign


Now we have known the score

We mustn't fall for it anymore

Only those who are afraid to change

They will feel scared to walk alone