Sunday, December 18, 2011

woes to the nation

Our nation debts sits at $400 billion
Once a child is born in this nation
A child will owe $17,000..........
And many children will be born

The Bee Anne just spend
Without a concrete plan to arrest the cost of debt
The Bee Anne leaders harp on religion, race and royalty
As if it will solve the nation bed of debts

The circle will noose the nation's neck
With the increasing costs financing the fat civil list
Producing half pace productivity to enjoy full benefits
How can a country pay her debts?

Besides the rampant greed and corruptions
Running into every part of the fiber cable
It runs into billions carted off into overseas accounts
And finance minister never raises any alarm

We will face the prospect of nation's bankruptcy
The inevitable will happen if we don't change
We can't let Bee Anne manage the country's finances
It's time we change the lock and key

we have to change




pakatan




The main newspapers
You don't get the full news
The editors want to play
The hidden rules

The scandals and corruptions
On the leaders of the nation
There is blackout on the news
As if there is a hand behind the scene

“Don't report unfavorable news
It will cause you the license to publish
It is best you keep quiet of the news
Less sensational reporting good for us”

So the people can't know
The worms digging into the gardens
In the light the smile and hello
Behind the door the dirty chops

Don't we think it's time to change?
The dirty games must stop at our doors
We can't let the greed go undetected
We have to change and change we must!

rain and floods

Rain and floods
The tides of misery
The losses in millions
The time wasted

The mitigation projects
Millions spend yet on going
Rain and floods
It doesn't wait

The flash floods
The motor vehicles parade
On the roads and junctions
Underground car parking too

The politicians talking less
They have no answer to the flooding affair
The mitigation projects taking time to complete
Meantime the people curse and condemn

Rain and floods
The angel tears will keep falling
Until we realize what are the wrongs
It is the first time to heal ourselves

it may be a wishing bell



What you dream
What you desire
What you hope
It may be a wishing bell

The echo will linger
Traveling back and forth
You may not have time
To think of something else

You carry on with life
With the inner recipe
You wish you will get it
But then it may be a wishing bell

When you wake up
You see the sun smiling rays
You think you have hope
It may be a wishing bell

Saturday, December 17, 2011

when wounds dont' heal

When wounds don't heal
You better go visit a doctor

There may be hidden bacteria
Lurking away in the skin

You shouldn't wait
For time will let the bacteria multiply

You get it done quickly
It eases the mind

Let the doctor doing tests
Get your medication on time

Once you delay
You never know what will happen

You may lose
Limbs or life

So go see a doctor
Get it done with

the drum beats of change

The wind has stopped blowing
The ship gets set on the sea.....
The captain yells and shouts
The sailors stay put mind ages away

The sails bring down
The captain knows his days
This isn't what he wanted
A sitting duck on the sea

The old stories of yesterday
It can't convince the sailors
They know what they carry
The destruction of minds and souls

“No Sir “ they will not participate
Carrying the illegal cargo to the shore
Many times they have done it
It's time to revolt for change

The captain yells through his speakers
The sailors bang into his station
Tie up him and hang on the pole
His body stays rigid eyes full of fear

“Tell you what captain
We don't like to be fools
The truth will set us free
Only lackeys like you be punished!”

if you don't love yourself






If you don't love yourself
How are you going to set yourself free?
It is within your inner glow
Where life will be bountiful

If you don't love yourself
You can't set your chains free
You will be always tied down
The imaginative rope leeching your soul

Every thing you wish to do
You can't find satisfaction
You will always have self doubts
It will eat you alive!

If you don't love yourself
You can't find God even if you try
No doubt God is every where
To you God wants you to learn

Friday, December 16, 2011

what pas waiting for?



What Pas waiting for?
Hassan Ali gunning down the wrong road
He thinks of himself like a crusade
He forgets he lives in Malaysia

The nation of multi religious people
Cultures and believes and traditions
He forgets he isn't living in his own race
There are other Malaysians making this nation great

What Pakatan in Selangor doing?
Take him out and leave him on the alley
The Chief Minister should reshuffle his state cabinet
Take out the wisdom tooth and live free

Hassan Ali and his kind
They only fight for their own
As if in this nation it is theirs
They forget they are Malaysians

Thursday, December 15, 2011

the buses woes

The buses woes
The losses incurred
As a business entity
It can't stay afloat

When losses coming in
Year in year out in numbers
The Directors and top management
They should have think of ways

Bigger buses don't bring in the numbers
The statistics should have sounded the alarm
Maybe the Directors never look at it
Thinking of subsidies to help cover the losses

If that is the case
Any business enterprise will fail
The spoon feeding regime
The fall will be hard to take

The bus companies
Change tactics cut down to size
Bring back the mini buses
It will not cost you more

Introduce the van services
Low maintenance every where can go
Send right to the door steps
If it makes the company smile

Use NGV for all the vehicles
It is cheap and it is clean to the environment
Profit orientating companies should evolve
No public funding should be used

You have the market
You have the customers
Yet you aren't making money
Better change ways to arrest the losses

give the honor back

Sodomy 2
It comes to an end
The story hasn't ended
The decision has to be made

The circus of our courts
The independent degree forgets
The way the courts is used
The perception is bad for the public

The judge must search his conscious
He has to right the wrong
He isn't god so he should tread with utmost humility
Let the accused be free for there is no case to deliver

The lies that were unfold
The planting evidence and support
It boils down to get one man away
Why so afraid of Anwar Ibrahim?

Unfold the trickery
Let the court be held free
For the perception is bad to the public
Give the honor back

the sinking hole

The sinking hole
The fear of burying alive
One never knows
When the land around the house

The flat dwellers
They walk about
The cracks on the ground
The spider's web lines on the walls

These residents are worried
The raining season makes them fear
Complaints to authority and politicians
The usual walk about nothing comes out of it

The cracks widen on the ground
The authority can only say it is safe
Unless these engineers are staying there
They don't realize the threat to lives

the attacks of crawlies

The black and light yellow crawlies
It comes out from nowhere
Once it was from the black soil
The seller didn't bother to tell

The pest controller managed to contain it
For a few years nothing came to the garden
Now the black and light yellow crawlies
“Hah! You think you can take us away?”

In the morning rays of the sun
These crawling creatures come a calling
Other houses don't want to hang around
It's in my house the crawlies stayed

The scissor out to cut them away
The stench will chase the birds
Yet the crawlies come again
Until I have to summon the pest control

It may not kill all of them
By nature it will multiply quickly
Some say they are seasonal insects
Now I have to check every morning

the waterfall


lata kinjang waterfall by skyflash





The waterfall
The rushing of water
As the rain releasing tears
Down into the deep pond

The splashing sound
The shouting matches
The songs of living
Eyes full of praises

The swaying of forgetfulness
The danger of the deep falling water
The echo of the rushing fall
The shouting stop to listen

The tears of falling rain
It never stops on its way
The rushing water of its tentacles
Run away before it is too late

The white dancing foam
The waves of the clashing water
Each wants to score the first line
Taking the flag the bearer of a winner

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

the young warriors

The warlords
Once they were simple friends
Sharing meals and drinks
Sometimes anecdotes of escape

They thought big
They dreamed the good life
Laughing at their perception
Of life in the wealth of nation

The young warriors
As they grew they would
Learned an education
The passport to riches

The school days charm
The years they sat and talked
On the pavements; on the fields
They thought big; they laughed in stitches

When education was done
They flocked to the city
There lived and participated
The machines of wealth creation

Along the way
The young people floated apart
In pursuit of their dreams
The warlords of companies and parties

They don't see each other
The years they marched to their dreams
Of what they said those longing years ago
Now each stand on the ground

They have arrived
Different strokes of dreams
They are the warlords
The nation is the toy land



Different party various views
The young warriors came to the front
Waving flags shouting slogans......
The marching of forces

Different ideology various strokes
The young warriors march on the streets
They issue statements they protests
On their turf they fight to keep it

Don't listen to advice
They think they are the masters
With party veterans behind them
They simply march it on

When they meet on the battlefield
The faces of their young days came full
They peeped into each other eyes
The dreams of the young....

They rush forward
Leaving the members behind
“What are we doing here?
We haven't seen each other for decades!”

“We can't be fighting
We are friends in those long years ago
It is just stupid to carry on”
“Then we better sit down and have teas”

The songs of their lives
The others stare at each other
“What are their leaders doing?
Telling them something?”

you make your own





The sun and the moon
The moon and the stars
The rays of light in the sky
They know they can't meet

They only smile with lights
In the dark of the sky
The clear signals can be seen
They know they can't meet

The observers on the ground
They note as they watch the sky
The sun and the moon
The moon and the stars

It's like to like
It's shape to shape
It's round to round
It's the way Nature bring

The sun and the moon
They know they can't meet
The moon and the stars
They know they can't meet

the signs of the frogs


Frogs - Jumping

Frogs - Jumping




The signs of the frogs
The election is shooting stars
Many will try to jump ship
The spins will then be told

Even the days of Semangat
Many left to return to the old
Finally the party was dissolved
Majority jumped back to the old wagon

The old is gold
The saying couldn't be so true
The hard work and running around
Many failed for they hadn't done before

Now the signs of the jumping frogs
The pond is full of jumping activities
Every frog is eager to jump out of pond
The other pond full of blissful nights

The warlords in-fighting
The game they play with power craze
They should think of the bigger picture
The voters decide the game plan

The jumping frogs
The season of the raining fall
The drains full of them
Some just croaking all night long

remember the road





The reign of power
Some leaders can't forget

Once they have it
They think it's for life

Power begets insanity
Through history it has written

The test of faith
Is the power within

It never should be
The short end of human greed

The corruption of the mind
The power erodes values

Remember the road
The passage will return

God's laws


Am Si A
You are running scared
Who ask you to go rumbling?
All about hudud laws.....

You aren't Muslim
You should let it be
It is out of your vision
You aren't part of it

If you are sincere
If you are clean
If you don't tell lies
If you don't be greedy

What's there to be afraid?
Unless you have skeletons
You can't explain convincingly
To yourself and God

About hudud laws
Don't try to show your ignorance
You aren't part of that religion
Aren't all religions have it?

the humans who play games




Life of rain
Life of pain

The wrong choices
The long journey of complaints

Even in coffee shops
Even in roadside stalls

The cigarettes smoke
The long debate

It's life of rain
It's life of pain

The money gone
The land the sea

The merchant ships
The cronies set sail

When change arrives
A new mask to complain

Life of dissatisfaction
It's humans who play games

what will it be?







What it will be?
The way of the old
The way of the new horizon
You have to decide

You can't play ignorant
You can't say you have no idea
You can't say you aren't interested
You can't say you have no say

The future of our nation
She depends on her people
You have to make a stand
In chains or shackles or to be free?

Nature has come
The land and the sea
Now the people must decide
Sink or swim to b e free?