the smell of it

Money barking
On the trails to get you
The smell of it
A short term benefit

The voters must know
There is no short cut to paradise
Work hard pick the right choice
The power of selection
It is in your hand

You shouldn't pick
One who thinks of himself
Finding ways to enrich his coffer
This you must be aware

Once a thief
It is hard to change
Ask the convicts
Why they keep going to prison?

It is the money
Finding it easy to make
Hiding behind party and slogans
Giving handouts and pledges

Don't be a fool
Believing a thief will change
Ask the convicts
Why they keep going to prison?

the agony of suffering

The agony of suffering
When calamity strikes
No warning it comes naturally
On the sea; on the ground

The inhabitants of Earth
The sad tales will be told
There is no other planet
Only here we live and die

The smog; the greed; the corruption
All in the name of developments
Reharvesting we forget
We take and take and take

Now we witness
The sea of horrors and sad faces
The innocents so we told ourselves
Go deeper it is?

Each one has a part to play
The sum total will decide our fate
Planet Earth is our home
Take care whilst we have the opportunities

the sad songs

The sad songs
Broken dreams holes in the hearts
Living regrets pointing the wrong way
The events unfold secrets can't hide any more

The good times of the past
When become enemies things come apart
Secrets of history
It will come to haunt
In the cyber-space

Don't you know?
Don't fall for sweet talking
When the journey is coated with honey
Just be alert on taking corners
Life sweetness a sorrow tomorrow

How many sad songs you listen?
In the lonely nights alone and on the streets
Seeing lovers holdinghands forgetting the whole
It is their world living it knowing nothing could be wrong

Yet the sad songs
It will be playing on and on
The good times of the past
Don't leave anything behind
It will stalk you for a long time

the painted face

The old face
He has to go
Milking his way
He was caught years ago

He got his time
He didn't want a clean face
Of secrets he doesn't want to share
So the old face
Into the battle once again

Bagan Pinang voters
You have a choice to make a clean sweep
Let the tainted one retires
Look at how he lives
Years running the state administration

Bagan Pinang voters
Give yourself a change
Get a new face
A clean plate
A history for your generation

people of bagan pinang

Bagan Pinang
The Umno strong hold
Through the postal votes
Else the seat will be lost

People of Bagan Pinang
Don't choose candidate caught on money politics
Once he had been found guilty
He showed no regret...........

Now he claimed good to be at home
Aware of what he will do..............
You better vote for change
Clean and upright candidate
No baggage of his past deeds
He swallowed through his proxies and cronies
And he still alledgedly doing it
Not by him but through his favoured buddies

Vote for him
You vote for money politics
You vote for corruption
You vote for country's losses
It is better you vote for yourself

Now you will hear
The stories and statements flow
Be honest with your vote
Vote for change
It is time to do it!

milking for privatization

Privatization doesn't work
Even in UK it failed
It happened too in Canada
Dr M knew about it
Yet he went ahead
For a reason then
To help his cronies

The essential services
Shouldn't be privatized
It is to serve the needs of the people
Not to the pockets of crony related companies
Milking money people pay for its failures

Years down the road
We saw the failures
And his cronies all laughing to the banks
And they still do

Services to the people
Nothing really help
We are burned in our pockets
Now we are wiser...........
Too many stories floating
In cyber-space

And telling us
We will cut down the employment in government
Yet the opposite is true
The employmet increases
We have to pay more
Services aren't better than years ago

Privatization cronies gain
The people suffer paying more
Monopolistic approaches
The people have no choices
We pay waiting for changes

nature has enough

Once the streams flow
Crystal clear water
From the hills meandering to the streams
Clear water flowing out in joy

In time developments arrive
Quick profits forgetting nature
The developers cut the slopes
Destroying its natural way of life
The streams cry with debris tainted brownish water
It sucks the life out of her natural shine

Do the developes care?
They laugh all the way to the banks
Destroying nature for wealth creation
They don't care how the eco-system fair

On the bulldozers march
Digging up the slopes
Polluting the streams
The crying in the wind

There are many nature tolerated
Now through decades of mass destructions
Nature has enough; change must come
The natural disasters telling it is enough
The shifting gears imbalance strikes
So take a break study it positively
Nature has sent her signals
"Don't take me for granted!"

the crimes on nature

The underground crying
The wailing of lives gone
Trapped by the debris
Earth, tons of steels and concrete

The underground water
Seeping through giving some sustenance
Sometimes drown the life away
When earth opens up its belly
The fissures hot hissing sound
Human lives sacrifice....all for what?

The crimes on nature
We forget to replant and take care
Take and take everything for self worth
When nature speaks
We run quickly

The long dark corridors
Burying underground waiting to call home
Some make it through at the jaws of death
Others gone when the earth belly splits open

The angels send messages
Heed the physical signs
It is a warning the crimes we make
Every one must play a small part
Bridge the gap before it is too late!

one wrong move

Sharks or humans
You pick your choice
Under the oceans
On the land

One wrong move
A life will be lost
Under the oceans
On the roads

Respect nature
The sharks roam
Under the oceans
Carrying signals

Obey traffic rules
Human lives can be saved
Arriving destinations
In one piece smiling face

One wrong move
The dreams falling apart
Blood in the oceans
Blood on the roads

Sharks or humans
We aren't descendents of True Blood
The animals kingdom will disappear
The humans too with our own creations

Sharks or humans
Respect each other
Every one has a role to play
One wrong move
It is goodbye...........

the favours for bagan pinang

The Chinese towkays
They make their presence felt
In Bagan Pinang they invest
Using own runners to bark for them

Believing on payback time
Years of fruitful associations
Now they are asked to contribute
On the election campaigns

The black knight's candidate
Got his hands burned one time
Now playing a cool cat
Hiding behind the scenes

“A good guilt” one leader says
Trying to hookwind the voters
The EC giving a blind hand
On the postal voters..........

It is reported only 1,200
Yet EC says over 4,400
Retired army personnel
They shouldn't be on the postal list

Now the Chinese towkays
Running around to give a helping hand
The Albino's candidate calling back favours
Now nobody will say he plays money politics

the sailing boat

From the sea to the land
The sailing boat got her load
She made it on her voyages
Decades negotiating with the Colonialists
Finally she made it home..........

Now anchor at port
Years under the sea
The toll took her in
She was retired
Without a proper goodbye

The balancing symbol
On the land takes it over
Of the past of the sailing boat
The ship officers and crew
They forget about her

Now decades on land
The sea whence they came
Assimiliation to make it big
On the years they thought they did

Legally through set up companies
Cronies and hangers-on reign
Commissions paid through work done
No law will be able to touch

The good life coming to end
The sailing boat finally seeks her revenge
You don't give me a proper goodbye
Now you suffer the sea sickness and waves
Bringing you to small parts until you float away

The silly statements
From the educated politicians
How low they want to sink?
The sailing boat twists them dizzy

the trojan horse

The trojan horse
Hiding in a corner
Waiting for an opportunity
Then it will strike
Into the heart of the body

There will be small engagements
Throwing out minor disagreements
Allowing free speeches and leeways
Until complacency steps in...........
The enemies enter the gate

It all happens in history
Reading about life tragedies
The back doors manipulating
Poison drinks and food.........
The trojan horse
Aiming for the ultimate prize

You watch the enemies
Marching right to the gate
Shouting and chanting in war
You concentrate.............
Inside the trojan horse
Spreading its game of conquering episodes
Finally the gate breaks open
The enemies enter triumph in their eyes

watching sunset dreaming away

The wimpy mode
Before it starts
Sleeping banana
Hanging downwards

Even on registration
It will be rejected
As a has been
Out of its league

The 'prostitutes' run
How to engage when it is weak?
Even viagra or tongkat ali can't help
So attracting no followers
The old bananas....the fire gone out

Unless use it as a cult
Throwing money promising youthful images
Telling a long winding story
Sitting in a kopitiam
Sipping cow cow coffee....

The party of lanchiau meat
Stir-fried hotly dried chillies
Yearn and earn trying to take pride in it
It is a group of old bananans
Watching sunset dreaming away

bagan pinang

Bagan Pinang
Tainted leader Umno divisions want
Is he the right choice candidate?
It tells how much money politics play

The voters should send
A clear signal to Umno
Change or perish in the next GE
Enough of lies and charades

Keris-moh Tin
“It is good guilt
It is bad guilt”
How Umno leaders spin
Like Permatang Pasir
Blending wrong to make it right

Bagan Pinang voters
Choose your candidate with care
You must make it known
You want change....
Enough of lies and charades

enjoy the next phrase of a life

When you grow old
Learn and know it is your time
You have your chances
When you were young

Galloping every corner
Far or near you try
Make it good; make it a name
Sometimes you are left behind

The aging processes
You can stop a while
Only in the physical appearances
Within the body the old parts ring

Grow old graciously
Enjoy the next phrase of a life
It isn't the end of the road
It's just a beginning again
Across the beyond waiting...

go the right way

The disasters on humans
The way of religion they forget
Killing each other on false pretenses
Conveying religious dogmas forgetting the truth

The angels strike hard
Wake up the human souls
Look into each other eyes
Where have you gone wrong?

The Crusades of yesteryears
On the wrong path of religious freedom
Many died believing it was for God
What a wasted sacrifice!
Now we have the Jihad by the Muslims
Suicide bombers for the name of God
When one commits suicide
It is a sin no matter how you look at it
Jihad is basically to right your sins
By yourself on yourself to make the right journey

The natural disasters hit
It is to open our eyes to see
We better find ways to go on the right way
Else the clock is ticking...........
The ancient code 2 years from now!

the angels strike

The angels strike
The natural disasters loom
Earthquakes, tsunamis and typhoons
Lashing on land in Asian regions

We hear breath of fire
Blazing the natural forests
Of the Western countries
Ravaging the land lay it smoking clouds

A few hundreds died
Trapped in the natural strikes
The angels teaching us lessons
We don't listen all the while

The angels strike
It becomes more frequent
The natural disasters
One after another stripping in our eyes

The punishments arrive
Diseases, natural disasters, economic woes
Time to sit down to redefine our needs
Where it will be in the final frontier.....

dont forget your pledge

Hassan Ali
You smell the power
You hungry for it
You want a taste

Selangorians watch
The way you cow for Umno
Running errands pitching hard
You can't wait to get your run

Hassan Ali
It's the people
You must serve
It isn't for personal gain
It isn't for greed of power

Have you forgotten your noble pledge?
Suddenly you have the seat
You want it co-hosting for your backdoor buddy
Derailing your own convictions in Pakatan Rakyat
You are sleeping with your enemy............

Hassan Ali
You will not survive the next election
Selangorians will kick you out
Into the wasteland of your own kind

wise up pakatan selangor

borrowed from zorro-unmasked

The cows and the lorries
Run a business without proper documentations
On a landfill site what are these people thinking?
Milk the State government when things get wrong

Maybe these people think
Cow the State government get a lucrative compensation
Read so much about High Chaparral..........
Play the innocent party handout plenty

This is another political game
A chess board Khalid Ibrahim should sit down
Study the moves the opponents play
If these people talking about losses....
This is the element of political game
Hiring lorries bringing the cows
Is this way to fight for illegal business?

The black knight wants Selangor so baaaaaaaad
He can't sleep peacefully as the night lights up
He dreams about the State wealth
So many ways to make his plan work
So the potholes dragging it on

Pakatan Selangor decisive action on the card
No more fighting internal demons..............
You don't see the devils at your door?
Hungrily waiting for your fall
So wise up
Canned the wayward members
It is better to lose them
Then allowing them to make a fool
Out of the people votes

the economic cake

APs on the roll
The legal way to reward cronies
Rushing them to become millionaires
The people welfare keep it under wraps

It is the legal way
Find it hard to charge
It is above board
Only cronies or related companies benefit

The people are fed
The way Bee Anne thinks
Pull them by the noses
Like the obedient cows
Mooing all the way to the field

And Bee Anne leaders say
'Now graze your grass
See the green be happy
We bring developments
The rakyat benefits”

But the rolling waves
Leaving its debris along the coast
The dirty line eyes see it plenty
Bee Anne thinks we like it....

APs only a few
Smiling to the banks
Enriching cronies
And Bee Anne says
“We help the Malays
To bridge the gap with the Non-Malays”

Now the secrets out
It is time we look for change
The country's wealth must be for the people
To enjoy and live economically happy