Thursday, January 19, 2012

turn your sins around

Hassan Ali
You asked for it
Why now claiming injustice?
You had been given opportunities

Again you talk
About Islamic principles
In politics religion shouldn't be used
You championed for your own

Hassan Ali
You barked alone
The dog catcher had let you go
It's time you find a new home

The ring of fire
You wonder you make it right
The shadows of many faces
They call you come live with us

Hassan Ali
Malaysia get angry with you
This is a multi-racial and religious country
You have forgotten all about it

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

the season of giving

The money in their eyes
They look happy as they should be
For a while on the festive holidays
The entitled groups feel good

The season of giving
It comes in plenty
There is the catch
The fishing for votes

The people mustn't be fooled
Enough has happened the decades ago
What they are doing the same old tricks
The season of giving fishing for votes

Why don't they do decades ago?
Don't you realize what they want to do?
The political leaders want to cover their tracks
They can't allow another party to run.....

They are afraid of the can of worms
The knocking can the worms will crawl
It is best to bury it with giving aids
Let the masses feel the sin of money

Be aware of the Pied Piper songs
He can dull your mind take your soul away
Leaving you in a shell of no substance
You are a nobody only told to do things

beware of the pied piper songs

The smiling faces
The people who received
The $500 cash in hand
I hope they don't think it is Bee Anne

It is the tax payers monies
Drawing out to ease the financial strain
Of the lower income groups
It should be said it could be from Bee Anne

We elected the party
The leaders play to the top
Leaving the ground feeling pain
Of the economics circle

Now Bee Anne uses it
As a publicity stunt to woo votes
Look at the pictures of mockup cheques
The leaders should realize the egoistic trip

It isn't your money
It is taxpayers' monies collected
Acknowledge it as such
Don't claim credit you don't earn it

the property prices

Property prices in Klang Valley
It is beyond the reach for most working adults
Look at the prices of these properties
Most can dream about buying

Will the government control the prices?
Let no extreme profit taking.....
Building houses for people
The price mechanisms must be right

It isn't the market uptrend
It is property speculation by housing investors
They buy wanting to make quick profit
At what expense on free markets?

Even in the city of Ipoh
Night life seems dead in the city
Yet the housing prices bloom
It makes you wonder really

The government wants people to own houses
The property prices must be within the range
As it is now it is more on investors haven
The real buyers are struggling to own homes

the confident living 2

Some will say
It's money you crazy!
Without it what confident living
In this world of feathering wealth

Money will travel
All the ways you can find
You don't have to dream
You don't have to read travel magazines

Yet in the hollowness of the city
The neon lights and busy streets
Many dream of wealth creation
The lives of easy glow.....

Yet they will find emptiness
Like all the alleged billionaires do
Lonely at the top of wealth
Emptiness in spirituality

Some give away
Charity to cleanse their sins
Yet their lives outwardly looking good
Emptiness they hide in their minds

It isn't easy to go
The route to heavenly paradise
It is said the beggars reach it easily
Only the rich stop watch stop and go

The wealth in this world
The wealth in paradise
Know the way you choose
You will find it in your confident living

It is within your circle
The movements and cycles
You don't have to go so far
It's right there in your mind

the confident living 1




The confident living
In the world you live
Break it down to the familiar
You will feel confident

It always go back to the basic
The good old fashioned way
Helping others helping yourself
So it is better to give than receive

You can't live alone
In the city you have joined
The bustling life the day and night
Only remember it isn't about money

Live the small ways
You don't have to hurry
Patience brings the rewards
Learn it life will be free

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

kampar market


Kampar market
It is 14 years old
There is no public cleaning
The town council what say you?

It needs a new shake up
The dirt and cobwebs
The untidy mess in the market
The hiding holes for mosquitoes

Even the concrete floor
The potted holes on certain areas
The traders just don't care
The lackadaisical attitude

The town council officers
They don't do the checks
Even if they walk around
What they observe walking about?

Now the vegetable sellers complained
The lost greens to the night thieves
Some employed guards to watch at night
It is the main gate needed repairs

There are too many gates
It's time the security needed to re-look
The overall cleanliness needs to shake up
The town council officers need to enforce it

just to fill in the blanks


The secondary students
Boys and girls of Pei Yuan school
Running on the road
Every January.....

The heavy hitting sound
Some walk some run
Some listening to hand-phones
They aren't interested in sports

Maybe the school
The lackadaisical attitude
The school management runs
It reflects on the students

A group of former students
Teasing the girls some shouting at them
On their motorcycles cruising around
Some stop near the road junction

Where are the teachers?
I have no idea where they hide
Every January I hear the students
Running and walking on the road

Monday, January 16, 2012

parasites in politics


Parasites are plenty
In the game of politics
You will find them
The go between

The warlords small and big
They run the posts
They don't want to lose
They play dirty through runners

Once they are kicked out
They will cry of vengeance
They will sell their souls
To get back at their former comrades

They are the parasites
They have no principles
They cater for platforms
They have their say

They aren't the best leaders
They are the worst hiding in politics
They serve for their own interests
Using words to enthrall the audience

We should be aware
The parasites in politics
We should pick the best
For us and country

taxes collected from all of us

The faces of the people
The money in their hands
They think Bee Anne so good
Giving them angpows

It's our monies
Taxes collected from all of us
Don't you realize it?
Bee Anne wants your vote

Take the monies
Don't get grateful for it
It isn't Bee Anne monies
You shouldn't feel obligated

You have to remember
Don't be a fool to fall
This isn't Bee Anne monies
Taxes collected from all of us


p/s for households income less than $3k

they come around









The ship hits by waves and storms
In the open seas she sails along
The weathermen get it wrong
The advice bulletin get mixed up

The angry weather
It never lets go
The storm just weaves in and out
The passengers on board and crew

The high seas rising
The cronies waves picking the crumbs
As the ship swaying with the waves
The signal of doom has come

The shouts and cries
The passengers grab what they find
The ship crew and captain
They know the end is near

The hissing waves and storm
The rising waves hit on all fronts
The ship tilts and tumbles over
The shrieking cry then silence

you are in business


Stop for a minute
What these small businessmen want?
Cheap rental to enrich themselves?
You are in business in Klang Valley

The rental woes they face
Show your accounts
Be transparent and honest
Don't cry for cheap rental

Now ameeno leaders want to help
The profile of a particular race
They always want to be spoon fed
How long to be in the clutches?

Wake up and be honest
Klang Valley business premises rental are high
This is the way it is in the developed State
Don't cry baby work hard on it

You are in business
Act like one in your plan
Don't always ask for help
This isn't business it is welfare!

Sunday, January 15, 2012

beware of the blade




Hidden Blade



The politics of intrigues
The way each leader tries to bid
The jostling of positions
The betrayal running in the darkness

In the back door deals
They smile for the public to see
The feather of wealth creation
Possibly they want to hold it

So beware of the hidden blade
You don't see it in public
It is hidden in easy camouflage
Only use it to cause maximum damage

The worms of politics
You have to stand outside to see
Don't get swallow up for the good feel factors
It is the way they blade you alive

Know the hidden blade
It's the politics of intrigues
They don't tell you the honest way
They play on your weaknesses

they dare to rock the boat



please dont you rock my boat

 dont rock my boat







Don't rock the boat
The ameeno leaders scream
They don't tell you reasons
They just want you to follow

The institution of learning
The subtle training manuals
The planted teachers rule
“I tell you, you don't ask questions!”

The kindergarten children
They are cowed to submission
At the tender age facing authority
The brain washing has begun

The children believe what their teachers say
The parents aren't the ones to believe
The seed of planting submission is laid
So don't rock the boat they preach

Lucky for the people
When they grow up they know
They use brains to differentiate
They dare to rock the boat!

brutus

Brutus cuts both ways
There is no backbone to stay
It's the change so be it
Get rid of the corrupted leaders

The implosion within
The structures of the party
The greedy ones must go
The corrupted ones put in jail

The political changes
The country needs badly
Brutus may help
It's the change so be it

When it is done
Don't fall for the trap
Brutus may change
For the feather of wealth

the body sizes





NAY BODY THEIR



The body sizes
Slim or fat or plump
It's your choice
As long as you stay happy

Know the health issues
Slim or fat or plump
You can't hide away
The public will know

If you are unhappy
Don't swallow in sorrow
Change your life
It isn't too late

Carve the shape
Spend sometimes to exercise
Take proper food and drinks
You will alright

The body sizes
It's your choice in life
It shouldn't stay in magnet
You can change if you don't like it

Saturday, January 14, 2012

you better wake up


The people don't get swallowed
By the promises of “we will help you”
You shouldn't think for yourself
It is the bigger picture

How many times you want to fall?
How many times you want to live in spinning?
You better wake up and realize it soon
The ameeno doesn't want you

They want to feather their wealth
Now they can promise you many things
Basically it is just peanuts to these leaders
You are the biggest loser

Once they get on the wagon
The galloping they will go
They make all the smoke screens
Don't you have enough of it?

You want to be spoon fed
This is what they wanted you to believe
For decades you have lived through
A little of brushing you get scared

It is better to do it now
The little knocks to get the bigger ones
You have to live on your own
The future is in your hands

Don't let ameeno takes you for rides
You have enough of them in the past decades
Ameeno doesn't want you
They want to feather their wealth

the blame game

The blame game
Is there anything new?
The ameeno leaders
They think they are kings

Don't they proof reading it?
Now they blamed Google translations
For the comedy of errors
They don't admit mistakes

If they can't understand English
As you say stick to their mother tongue
Let others make their own interpretations
Now we cry of our low standard of English

The people should realize
Languages passport to knowledge
The marketing communicator
We shine with our gifted languages

When mistakes are found
Admit it and correct the errors
A good leader should take responsibility
He shouldn't pass the buck

the truth lies in our minds



sun rays






What is religion?
The ancient couldn't answer
The modern can't find
It's the chess game

Every change
Nature will lose
For the players
They can't see the truth

The prophets came
Branding their games
The people then told
Then it would be gone

Religion controlled by laws
By the authority with vested interests
They want power to control
Though they know they aren't the prophets

The spin the tales
The forcing of conversion
The sword and bullets
Nature will lose

Mankind still argue
Mankind still go blind
The world of religions
Just study the chess game

The truth lies in our minds
No force conversion or by laws
It is between your own and God
Guided by your own convictions

the moments

Falling Leaves





Falling Leaves




The leaves on the branches
All the years they hang it there
They feel the breezy wind
They feel the world at its best

Then the new neighbor moving in
The family of children come to stay
The noises and voices ring in the neighborhood
The leaves wake up listening in fear

One fine morning of bright sunlight
The children run to the trees
They play a game of hide and seek
The older ones climbing up the branches

The physical exertion
The leaves begin to fall
The wind doesn't come
The leaves crying in silent protests

The children run along
Bending branches leaving decaying leaves
The natural score begins to decline
The parents watch smile on their faces

When night fall
The leaves nurse its wounds
The breezy wind comes along
Some just falling can't take it any more

Life has its good and bad
Even with religion every change
A chess game play by God
There is fun and game