pi bala

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PI Bala came home

The brouhaha few years ago

All about Atlantuya demise

And the theory who are involved

The main players haven't been found

Though the suspects are the talk in the country

The fall guys were sent to jail facing the gallows

The faces we don't see in the newspapers

The judgement failed the test

The one of the main culprit wasn't called

He was set free without his testimony on his role

He moved to UK allegedly living an easy life

Now Bala returned

What will be the news?

Will the police arrest him later?

Put him behind bar stopping him of tales?

We will hear the story

Atlantuya seeking her release

The death she gone through

The redemption for her pieces of soul

the spin doctors

The spin doctors going overdrive

Letting the provisions speak for itself

“Promises we will keep”

When the dirt they don't speak

They are going to paint

The faces of gold and black

The way it has been

The changes on a floating skin

Bee Anne can't change

The weights are too heavy

The anchor can't drag it along

The spin doctors just paint it over

“Promises we will keep”

The people shouldn't believe

If they do on the spin

The sadness of crying in pain

The hundreds of billions take flight

There are no explanations yet

“Promises we will keep”

It just fractions to throw around

GE13 on the rise

Bee Anne leaders trying with excuses

The line has been drawn

A good chance the country will change

there is no reason to fear

The government has to change

There is no reason to fear

We know the people in Pakatan

They are Malaysians

As long as they can manage

The country's resources for us and future

There is no reason to fear change

It will be good for the country

Bee Anne is barking the wrong tree

The wealth of the nation is on record

The leakages running into hundreds of millions

And Bee Anne leaders never pluck the hole

Every year the Auditor General will report

The same record tune of the leakages

Bee Anne has no idea how to control the runaways

The money just unaccounted for..

It is best we change

The wind of our new hope for the Nation

We must have the guts to make the move

Bee Anne has stayed its welcome years ago

you don't want to get it there

You don't want to get it there

On the high then down on your knees

Wasted time wasted life

You should know it better

The spots on the skin

The AIDS attack with no mercy

It destroys your body

The pain of hell come to stay

The whole body wretches in pain

The body weight running away

The immune system is slowly destroyed

You are facing death in slow motion

The death of life

The eyes just wish it is blind

The mind just wishes it is in coma

The body just wishes it is somewhere else

Learn the signs

Live with protected sex

Avoid sex with multiple partners

You never know the carriers

AIDS kill in sorrowful nightmares

You don't want to get it there

Wasted time wasted life

You are facing death in slow motion

2 guys in graveyard shift

The two guys in graveyard shift

When every soul is asleep they stay awake

In the quiet night of less human traffic

On an island of magical story

They get their own escapades

With good manners and quiet disposition

It is said they have women falling over them

In the quiet lonely night on an island

They have their joy and conquests

Women of many nationalities falling over them

The story breeds of black magic

How else they get the women?

Some give them money

Some buy them gifts

The two guys in graveyard shift

They have the nights of their lives

In the end they forget

Precaution a way to protect against diseases

They succumb to the deadly HIV

Slowly they see their lives whiskered away

The life they lead

Many partners in bed

In the end they lose their lives

They never know the sins just take away

On the island of magical story

The two guys in graveyard shift

They enjoy their lives with women

Then they lose their lives through AIDS

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i know you want to fool around

I know you want to fool around

The many women who come

You just say hello and a smile

When the women say

You get into troubles

You never learn your lessons

You think every woman can be had

You have the money to throw around

The women take you away

You spend lavishly to have their company

I know you want to fool around

But you get into troubles all the while

You wish you change your life

The way you have it now in recluse

Living the last few years of your moments

The eyes see but the mind full of regrets

I know you want to fool around

Look at you now living in recluse

The life just wasting away in crying shame

But you get into troubles all the while

the lonely of tomorrow

The lonely of tomorrow

The sign of angels coming to town

They have to walk the bridge

Throwing oranges for partners

The lonely husbands and wives

They should go and walk the bridge

Maybe they will rekindle their love affairs

The symbolic sign to make it happens

The discreet affairs of men and women

The throng of lonely walking on the bridge

On this night of gaiety and laughter

Maybe some will get hooked up into the night

The angels will play their songs

Of the lovers coming to the town

The floating oranges on the water

Of messages crying for partners...

The oranges in the water

Who will pick it up and say?

The lonely go home and wait

Maybe there will be a call or a message

across the border marriage

Across the border

The Islamic faiths go

The entanglement of marriage

The way to stop the sin

The first wives

They live in ignorance

When the husbands bring

The new brides to the homes

The hell kitchens

Sometimes they accept their fate

Of sharing husbands with new wives

According to the Islamic way

There must be a proper control

The Islamci faiths must go through

Registered marriages for the faith

Only recognize within the States

Across the border

It should be declared illegal

The marriages shouldn't be legal

Let the first wives have a say

the spinning dogs

The barking dogs

From the North to the South

The running parade never done

A new piece every day

The publicity machines

The rocking on the streets

The spin of Bee Anne

The way of losing regime

Painting how good it is

The real issues keeping quiet

The huge hundreds billions debt

The baggage of hidden lies

The country needs change

It is our only grace to save our face

We can't be living with our wealth gone

Other neighbouring countries jumping high

the gay lovers

The gay lovers

In Singapore they had

The smoke and the joy

Then one died

They had the joy

In orgy of similar kind

In the apartment

They smoked pot and pills

The illegal drugs

The system swelled

One didn't make it

He died in his sleep

The panicky lover

Trying to cover the man

He dumped in his work site

The workers found the dead body

Police came

The man and his other lover

They were caught and put in jail

For a dead body they tried to cover up

It was dead by natural cause

Through inhaling of substance abuse

Now the gay lovers facing jail

They forget hiding will not solve the problem

the war of the flags

The flags everywhere

The parties gearing up for the election

The war of the flags has begun

The colours of red, blue and green flags

The supporters of the political parties

They got the money to put it up

Along the trunk roads any one can see

Yet the town councils never bring it down

The flags flying

The motorists see it along the roads

The messages have been passing on

The wind of change brewing in the way

Though the election date has not been set

The fanatic supporters have gone down the ground

The war of the flags has begun

We will think election has arrived

the fox will get boxed in

The tales of the fallen

The wings can't take flight

The dark clouds rising in the sky

The rain coming to clean up the mess

The clogged rivers and drains

The rubbish floating for all to see

The decades of ill gotten ways

This is how it is shown in this century

The coalition leaders never see

Even if they do they keep away

On the forefront they spin their tales

They only think they can others can't manage

The affairs of the country

The needs of the people

They sing they have the experience

Milking out the billions into off shore accounts

The international  reports highlighted

The trillion gone out of the country

There is no answer from the regime

It is all kept silence in the corridor

The change of government

It will benefit the people...

We will know where our public money gone

The culprits should be put in jail

Now the publicity train

The newspapers and televisions will show

The people are smart to read the lines

They aren't fools to get foxed in any more

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the songs of yesterday

The new pied piper

He blows his songs

Into the day and night

Every one wakes up to listen

The songs of yesterday

There is nothing new to know

He just wants his bowl of wealth

Flowing into his hands

The country's debts piling high

He doesn't blow out in his songs

He only blows what the people want to hear

The robust economic jobs many

He just wants to play his game

The new pied piper in old clothing

He just wants the people to fall in line

He just wants his bowl to be full

In the day and night

The people wake up to realize

This isn't the way the country should be

It's time they learn the truth

Base bank negara report sept 2012
1-internal debt $467.4 billion or 53% of GDP
borrowed from savings of citizens
2- external debts $257.8 billion
private sector external debts????
3 contingent liabilities $117 billion 2011

the road to putrajaya

The road to Putrajaya

The people waiting

The pens are ready

The crosses will be made

Before the people can do

The booby traps of cash and promises

The familiar mantras keep repeating

All those decades ago

The bogey man of May 13

Bee Anne leaders keep saying

They don't admit their roles

The leaders of the past...

The current leaders want to put a blame

Pushing the racial map into the focus

1Malaysia is just a porous net of nothing

The truth the people have to change

When that fail they bring in religion

Some fall for the charade.....

God don't need any protection

It is the greed of men who have hidden roles

The months to the final count down

Billions of contracts given out to cronies

The people never read the relevant reports

The costs will skyrocketing as usual as its way

The road to Putrajaya

The people must decide

The regime has failed its duty

Don't let yourself fail again

the security breached

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The foreign armed troops

They breached the security net

Landed in Lahad Datu of Sabah

They didn't want to go back

The army and police condoned off the area

Now it is already 10 days without anything exchanges

The foreign armed troops are negotiating in the stand off

Better than the Bersih marching people

They are the intruders with weapons

What are the police and army waiting?

What grounds are the armed trooped allowed to stay?

Giving them political umbrella to escape punishment?

We have spent on submarines, jets and weapons

Yet the simple armed troops could land in Sabah

It just telling the police and army”you are caught napping!”

Now the armed troop claimed they are coming home to their land

Our secuity has been breached

The prime minister goes around 'yam seng'

The foreign armed troops are holed up in Sabah

They just wait; and our forces wait for orders..

when love is getting away

Love of light

Love of dark

It happens to many

It's in the mind to get over with

When the railway track is good

There will be no accident on the track

The journey will run smoothly

Life of lovers will be juicy webbing flow

The world just belong to them

The lovers so totally into love

Nothing will force them to part

They are the needles and threads

When obstacles on the railway track

The love life gets a jolt to face reality

Suddenly many unknown faces loom

The love life seems to float away

The darkness falls uninvited

Searching for answers never find

The life seem so meaningless

They only have to seek advice

Be a superman will not solve your problem

You make it worst creating another set of heartaches

It is best to turn inwards learn the lessons and move on

Dreaming of past will not help the present dilemma

Accept the losses in any relationships

Learn the lessons learn the mistakes

In life nothing will flow smoothly

It is like the traffic light -stop look and go

the young whores

The young girls

They wanted to make quick money

They advertised in Facebook

The sexual services they did

They never knew

What they would become

The young whores

It wasn't a good business deal

They managed to get clients

Charging high they gone on spree

The money came easily

The men who wanted young women

They forgot about diseases

Safe sex practices they forgot

In time they contracted HIV

The world of their lives upside down

Now they live

The social sin in their bodies

On treatment of their stupidity

Lives so young besetting stigma

lives gone wrong

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The darkness falls

Into the dim cocoon

Of bending dead trees

Of lives gone wrong

Once it is a bright sunshine

The glory days the joy of life

The moments to cherish

The time it moves along

Then the wrong

The corrupted mind goes

It spins its tales of wealth

In the backdoor way

Once it has gone in

There is no turning back

The back door slams

The darkness calls

The eerie sound

Of the walking corridors

Every turn the light never shines

The moment of truth...

The wrong turn of life

The root of evil strangles

The rope of dangling desires

In the realm the crying in the dark

the wrong turn

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The wrong turn

The life begins of consequences

You never wish to be part of it

When it is your turn

You wish you are somewhere else

For the wrong place

You never seem to get away

The dark shadows moving

You see it in your eyes

Even as night plows in

The dark shadows never leave

They stay waiting for the fallen

Out of the reality into a distress mind

You will never know when it will strike

Living in fear of an unknown area

Of places and signs you aren't sure

The wrong turn

You realize you have no place to hide

In the open you see many eyes

You will never know what they like

The dark shadows laugh

The eerie sound of getting you down

On the ground where they wait

The fall they know will be coming!