And if you don't evolve you are dead in the water – Mike Haines
We have to play fools
Of any political games
Get the cold treatment
Maybe treated like lap dogs
To go to the next level
We must suffer to learn
The way of any games
Not always follow by the rules
Exposure and experience
We will become the leaders
The craft we learn
It gives us the confidence
Without it we will go nowhere
We will be forgotten
Opportunities will escape us
Confidence gives us to push to rise
The political cancer spreads
Deep rooted in the systems
It became infected during the old man
Causing many problems on the divide and rule
The Renaissance man should know
He was part of the system then
He was involved in the political policies
Before he was sacked and got a black eye
Now he is the prime minister
He should start re-engineering reforms
But he walks so slow to the finishing line
Many have become impatient with him
On the road of probability
There is a chance he would
He doesn't have time on his side
He has to get his reforms done right
The police must be real
Let no politician sing 3R
It serves no purpose for the nation
The Constitution guarantees it
It is the extremists trying to cause amok
The police must round these politicians
Charge them and let them sit in jail
Let them copy the Constitution page by page
The police must be real
Stop the politicians harping on 3R
Issuing warning may not work
Put them away in jail for good
The nation can't afford to fail
The police mustn't fail in its duty
Stop the bad politicians
No more 3R on any speeches
The dark forest sings
DNAA on the strings
It makes the good look bad
The dark shadow smiles
The judges allow it
As AGC withdraws the cases
The public can't believe it
But the dark shadow glows
In the dim light of the dark forest
The dark shadow sings his song
Justice is blind; justice for the brave
DNAA on the strings people cry
There is still hope
The new AG should level it
The dark forest sings
The dark shadow sings
The lap dogs have nothing
They can't offer gifts in return
They are on calls
Running errands learning to survive
Some may sound to like it
The easy work worrying less
If they are smart
They want the wealth
The lap dogs will run
Hear all the bad echoes
Yet they have to survive
For their own benefits to rise
Day in day out
The lessons will learn
The time will earn
The lap dogs to progress
When you are poor
Don't put blame
Plan your move
With an objective
Education can give
Some points to play
It isn't the whole game
Confidence makes the grade
Think of a plan
You can achieve
Build up confidence
Don't think BIG
Losing confidence
The plan will fail
Learn the lessons
Don't put blame
The Old Man
9 times investigated
No charges file
It makes him smile
He even says
Willing to go to jail
The man thinks he is above the law
Tempting the police
The Old Man and his 3R
Trying to instill disharmony
He should be charged under Sedition
Let him sit alone in jail
Because of his dislike of his protege
He tries his way to create bad situation
The Old Man and his 3R
The sin will sink him for good
The road of change
Still walking in a dream
The Renaissance man
Still walking slow
Talking on corruption
High profile cases
Quoted in DNAA
The AG should explain
Nothing should be hidden
Anwar will get the blame
On the rule of perception
The AG mustn't forget
The road of rubbish
Only the wind blowing
The road of change
Still walking in a dream
MUDA party
The way they behave
They will become a forgotten issue
A hint of demand
Joining the wrong parade
They have nothing to offer
They don't learn of patience
In the end they will be forgotten
MUDA party
Better change your thinking
To stay relevant have patience
Walk slow and learn the trade
They want to think big
The small ones they fail
They better learn
Before the bridge disappears
Love can be high
Love can be low
It's like the tide
Screaming at the moon
Love can be blind
The romantics will try
To satisfy the craze of the mind
Because they have no confidence
Love will turn crazy
If the mind isn't in control
The fall out will begin
When light just burns out
It doesn't matter of years
When the mind loses control
The fall out will begin
It will be the memories
Once we had
The China Dolls
Flooding in the market
Every man would try
A share of game
Until the reputation gone bad
The men cried of their losses
When the China Dolls disappeared
Leaving the men with nothing
But a bad taste of memories
Now it is the Vietnamese women
They came in through marriages
Many settled down here
In my area there is a Vietnamese village
Even food has scored of many
In case of men finding hard for locals
They should hop into the arms of the Vietnamese women
They bring their own expertise in their relationship
As the record here should give them a thumb up
But I may be wrong looking from the outside
Knock on our minds
Filter out the truth or lies
We hear it everyday
The politicians like to say
We turn on the pages
The news staring at us
The contents we have to decide
The truth or lie
The old sage will say
Don't trust the politicians
Every stage they will spin tales
Different locations different groups
Don't believe the lawyers
They will make a case for them to win
What they want is to gain recognition
Every time in court they will want to succeed
In our society
We still need these people
We are told we couldn't do it ourselves
We don't have the expertise and qualification
So we have to listen
Knock on our minds
Filter out the truth and lies
Everyday in our lives
The corruption can't solve yet
It has buried deep in decades
It needs political policies to fight it
It can't happen in a short time
The good education system
It will help to instill good behaviour
Teach the right way for a better tomorrow
Not at the current affairs in the schools or universities
The corruption in our society
It has its deep root of bad management
The wrong policies and using middle people as runners
Because of short-cuts and quick wealth creation
The UG needs time to solve it
3 years should be a good target
When the economy rises up
It is time to sweep away the bad
It is DNAA
Why the fuss about it?
Zahid still isn't free
AGC may have to study
The new evidence
Zahid lawyer submitted
Let the new AG decide
What is the next court battle?
Nothing to blame the UG
It is AGC decision
It is the court to decide
The public shouldn't jump the gun
No doubt Zahid can smile
But the road isn't closed yet
AGC still have the right
It is DNAA why the fuss?
The fear of the opponents
Afraid Macc will chase them
Waving flags of charges
On the leaders wealth
A few of them
Getting the heat
Macc file the charges
The opponents cry foul
Some cases dropped
The fault with the AGC
Macc took efforts to investigate
Pinned the charges but AGC failed
Macc will run
Looking for the corrupt
With the undeclared wealth
The agency mustn't fail on its run
When we are unwanted
We shouldn't stir the hornet's nest
We will get the sting and pain
It isn't worth the time and efforts
Some will say think out of the box
Push the limit and see the result
But the base is unwanted
The door will not open
Even liars will recognize the truth
They will not try the same trick
In the same market place or areas
They will move elsewhere
One old man still doesn't realize
He isn't wanted but he will stir his game
Playing his racial and religious card
It will not bring food to the table
The game of play
Is the trust and compassion
Be honest and work hard for it
The nation progresses the people benefit
DNAA for Zahid*
He isn't acquitted
Let the new AG handle
Now Zahid shouldn't smile
He can walk tall a bit
DNAA is still hanging over his head
The case will carry on in court
Now wait for the new AG
Though many will feel disappointed
Half way through the case
DPP requested for DNAA
It is the game of play
It is a high profile case
The incoming AG should bring positive changes
Let no incompetence rule
Else AGC needs a shake up
* UMNO president
The play of the game
The 3R will name
The police should tame
Before the nation comes damaged
Ban 3R in the political campaigns
It brings no harmony but listening pain
It is a one track road of bad timing
The police should act on quickly
Though it has been used
The decades of political rule
It must not happen again
The 3R game should stop immediately
It is in the Constitution
Why the bad politicians don't understand?
They try to bring discord in the country
The police should put a mark on it
The bad souls
Millions to multiply
Jumping to the wagons
Thinking of paradise
Too much sins
The road of nowhere
It is a lie for the fools
Without using their minds
No man can make a promise
The road to paradise
The bad politicians will claim
Every inch of the way
When the Devil takes them
They will scream, beg or cry
Afraid to sink in the lake of fire
The bad souls will realize too late
The bad souls
Alive better change their ways
The glitter of gold isn't paradise
It is good deed carrying the weight
The Old Man
Walks in the dark shadow
Forgetting about the light
Shining bright for all
The tempo of a race
Racing in a maze
Asking for help
Feeling the shame
The Old Man
One step down to the darkness
With the crocodiles
All his credits gone
Still harping on division
Still can't see the light
The Old Man and his kind
The dark shadow will smile
Death on the road
Lose control of vehicles
Lose control of focus
The speeding to hell
High on the list
The motor-cyclists
The dare-devil on the road
Testing their own fate
It is best to ban motor-cycles
It is to save lives
No doubt many will against it
Citing it is the cheapest to possess
But life shouldn't be cheap
Now there are cheaper cars
It may improve the death statistics
Driving on the road
The bad souls
Every where in cities or towns
Even in the rural backdrop
The bad vibrations ringing
Look at them
The society of many colours
The glow from the lights
The dark shadow of sins wink
Look at the bad souls
They are normal in many ways
It is in their minds the difference holds
The sins hiding it behind closed doors
Once they catch you
The dreams will die
The eyes of fear
The bad souls will smile
The dark shadow singing his tune
Counting the souls he will ensnare
Like Pied Piper he will lead
Down to the dark pit
The Moo
Using religion again
Like the crocodiles
“Haram” to vote PH
What's wrong with these politicians?
Praying many times but come out empty?
Voting for the corrupt good?
The fools who listen and carry away
Nobody can decide
Paradise or hell
Neither Moo or crocodiles
So stop dishing out lies
The Incels people*
Don't live like Mat Jenin
Reality bites in life
Vote for reality to stay free
* people grow up in TV and internet
The eyes of cold
The burning desire
Crawling up images
Of a time of darkness
The dim lights glow
The lone shadow sits
Cross-legged on the bench
Dreaming of a time
He can break free
Catch the world of his needs
The bad souls so easy to find
In the sins of the world
The chains are rusty
The years underground
The dark shadow laugh
“Nothing can stop me now!”
In the full moon
Brightly coloured the sky
The dark shadow disappears
To the world of bad souls
The wolves
The Malay support they craze
The last 2 GE shown the decline
It isn't about the Rocket
The wolves should learn
The constant bad narratives
Spread by the extremists
Causing an impact on the nation
The Secular nation is in the Constitution
No party should try to give false narrative
It is the foundation set by the founding fathers
It is only the opponents forgetting its root
The wolves should clean up image
Return to their core values
They still have a role to play
In the politics of the nation
The Renaissance man rolling in
The FDI is important to the nation
The local investors should wake up
They can't play cocktails all the times
Inward thinking will not progress the country
NIMP2030 will help to tranform the nation
Local or foreign players should be encouraged
Don't stick to the equity issue
The nation is lacking behind other Asean countries
The politicians must have economic skills to understand
The way forward the country needs to achieve
Thinking of locals only will not cut for progress
The policies must shift for better achievement
Getting rich established companies to invest
It will be a good marketing strategy to progress
The nation can't stay as a silent lazy tiger
MUDA party
It falls short on its expectation
Chasing dreams need backing
Patience needs to be cultivated
As it stands now
Too eager to make a mark
It will cause its own fall
The bidding of someone's else
The perception on the ground
MUDA leaders aren't moving right
The voters show the hard knock
MUDA should step back to listen
Rain or shine
Don't forget the umbrella
It will make a difference
A shade to stay
Win or lose
Still a game to play
In a play of contest
Somebody has to lose
The voters hold the key
They will make the good or bad choice
Once the votes are counted
Let the result stand
Win or lose
In life of everyday living
The bumpy rides or short-cut
It is a test of skills
Winner will smile
Loser should not cry
There is always a return
To take up the challenge again
The hidden plan
The crocodiles will try
Playing a game of snake and ladder
The intention isn't clear
Using religion as a base
The crocodiles will not feel the shame
Even if they lose they will still say
They can go to heaven
They want to create fear
As a tool for their success
In politics nothing about religion
It's about power and benefits
The crocodiles
One race mustn't fall
The entrapment in the mind
It will be the suffering and misery
The Old Man
Down the hill
He doesn't need to drag
The nation down with him
At his age
He should stay giving advice
But he goes the wrong way
Knowing he has no power to play
Anwar is the Prime Minister
The Old Man couldn't believe
He still tries to think badly
The Langkawi voters told him to go
The Old Man
The sedition will curl around his mind
The police must play fair without favours
Let him feel his shame
The greed of power
Nobody can be satisfied
It is the more and more
Until the bad collapse
They can pray
Asking for grace
Yet out of it
They will race
The bad people
They can't be satisfied
The power to spread fear
The short-term value
Once it is gone
The bad people will realize
One wrong move of power
The base will collapse
The fruit tree gone
Once it stayed for years
Blooming high for all to see
Only the cable would complain
The red ravens flew in
The morning ritual they came
The stray cats could only stare
No chance for a meaty meal
The owner got fed up
She cut it down to size
The red ravens stared in disbelief
The cable could swing freely
One high pitch noise gone
The red ravens hardly came
No fruit tree to supply
The quiet day in the morning
