don't let the constitution down

Don't cry

When the bad boys run

Taking over as if of right

We close one eye

Until the day we realize

Even the Constitution

They want to change

Make it their own agenda

Carrying their race and religion

Ignoring the foundation of the nation

Our forefathers had the foresight

Bridging the gaps earning stripes

Now the bad boys blow horns

Calling their own to fight on

What they see are their own shadows

Short fuse forgetting unity

With a weak leader

He seems to go on holidays every time

When he should be firmed in his words and deeds

But it is just empty talk nothing changes

See the Constitution stands supreme

No law or rules should impede the Constitution

But the bad boys have cables in police and judiciary

These officials work to collude with the hidden goals

The Islamic nation they seek to impose

When our land of nation is Secular

It is time we woke up

Time of closing one eye is gone

Enough electrical sparks in our lives

We shouldn't let our Constitution down

It is the legal and social document

The foundation for the nation to grow

We mustn't let a few to cause chaos

In the nation of peace loving people

the painted faces

The painted faces we see

They don't show their true colours

Hiding it they wish they could

But the people know the truth

Once a while something nice to hear

It is just words that we heard so often

Walk the talk it will take ages

It's the painted faces we know in our minds

They say promises are kept

But really when we remember the list

It is just kept in the drawer

Gathering dust the echo of the past

The painted faces we see

Don't fall for them

They aren't the true colours

They just want to stay on with power

bring joy

Bring joy

In any form in your life

It doesn't need to be in money

It only needs your helping hand

Sometimes words of encouragement

It will soothe the troubled souls

As long as it brings positive values

It will bring joy of light

We are living in troublesome times

The bigots and extremists trying to divide

The hurting words against other faiths

The arrogant peacock thinking it rules the world

The joy we have

The little devils try to take away

Though living and enjoying the benefits

In their troubled minds they don't see

Bring joy to every one

It isn't hard to do

If only we forget what we are

We should share and march forward

merry christmas joyous day

Merry Christmas joyous day

Feel the light in the eyes

Draw the magic in the minds

There lies the gifts or presents

The bless day and the wonderful life

It's the season of sharing

Give some thoughts to the needy

As we go along in our daily routines

Remember there are others going hungry every night

Though we live in a land of plenty

We mustn't forget to reach out to the needy

We must not forget the flood displaced people

They need help and assistance and prayers

As we go along in our lives

We mustn't be haughty and stingy

We must stay humble and polite

Give a hand whenever it is needed

So share a thought

Where ever we may go

Let the spirit of Christmas bring

The joy and light in our minds

the band of misfits

The band of misfits

They create a lot of noise

Bringing it all for themselves

As the weak government keeps quiet

It has become a joke

The learned persons speaking ill will

Imposing their own trade marks

Thinking they do God a favour

They forget we share

The same destiny in our lives

No religion is superior to another

It is testing of faith

Don't they see it?

The scriptures have written

The black spot on the face

The mirror of reflection telling it so

The God of Creation has said

All are his children good bad or ugly

No one should try to build friction

Of walls and no bridges

The sins of speaking ill will

Praying yet they don't see it

Outsiders are laughing at us

Back of old stock 21^st century is here

sebby on the surfboard

The white strong rolling waves

Rushing to the shore with white ripples

The crowd of swimmers diving in the sea water

The wind sing the songs of beating the beats

On the sandy waves

A young boy parades

On his surfboard

He plays his game

He glides the surfboard

Imagine he is in the sea

Shouting of joy as he tries

The surfing on the sandy waves

Then he poses

On the surfboard with ease

The coming of a champion

On the surfboard we will see

This is Sebby

Back in his old ways

With pails and playing sand castle

He is in his sandy world

The surfboard he will see

One day he will take to the sea

Now he is playing his sand castle

Listening to the wind and waves

the past are guideposts

The past are guideposts

Of things and events happened

We should have learned

The errors of those ways

Sadly we don't see

History keeps on repeating

Of bigots and extremists

Doing the terror of their ways

Many died in the hands of religions

The persecution never stops on track

The misguided clerics go on hunting

When God never appoints them

The history of our times

The pages of sorrow and tortures

Until the moderates came around

Turning the tide the goals scored

Now history has returned

The bigots and extremists run

Branding their kind of parade

Imposing their wills when it is wrong

When government of the day

Feeding these groups to divide and rule

The moderates have to move in

Established the order the nation needs it

rain rain

Rain rain

Some love it

Others cry foul

Hawkers getting blue

Villages near rivers

The villagers lived in fear

The rising tides the ugly face

“Hey honey we are back!”

The authorities bracing for it

Knowing there will never be any changes

Year end monsoon rain will hit

The floods will come inviting itself in

In the cities

Sometimes the flash floods hit

The clogged drains by humans

The civic consciousness never arises

So rain rain

Some worry others stay happy

The trademark will not go away

The old story will be retold again

merry christmas every one

The festive season

Every faith should pray

The lasting peace and fruitful discourse

Of the many differences yet in common unity

For we all know very well

Disunity will be the fall of many

History has painted many stories

We just need to take a leaf through the past

Herein lie what we should do

Keep our faiths keep our peace and harmony

Accept our differences, belief and needs

Let no bigots and extremists paint a chaos

The majority of moderates should put them in cage

Let them see their sins of disunity

In a small place see how they behave

Once they realize their sins

Admit the wrong they preached

The nation will breathe easily

And economically pushing ahead

For in disunity we will fall prey

For another colonization coming our way

So Merry Christmas and good cheers

Let us share and be fruitful partners

Sharing our destiny in common unity

The nation we call home, Malaysia

once we didn't see our colours

Malaysia my home

The core values put aside

The Constitution amended hundreds of times

Putting race above nation

Once we didn't see our colours

Once we didn't see about religion differences

Once we enjoyed our company

Of many colours poking fun with it

Where has it all gone?

Blame it on Bee Anne

The rule of fear and divide

The brand learned from Colonial lords

Our forefathers made it right

The Constitution as our guide

Bee Anne made hundreds of amendments

Until the colours can't paint it bright

Malaysia my home

We as the moderates will make her roll

The bright light and shine

The umbrella shielding us from rain and sun

Let the change begin

We are the ones who will build bridges

It has never gone away in our minds

The community of many races and many religious faiths

the rats dance

The rats dance

Out of the holes

In the rainy season

The cats all gone away

Leaving the homes

The free passage way

The rats have the full time

Running wild with food in stores

For the rainy days

The cats aren't coming

The rats have the field day

Dancing on the tables

On the kitchen sinks

Behind closed doors

The day will come

When the bulldogs arrive

Saliva flowing hungry in their eyes

They will hunt in loudly snarling

The rats will have a hard time

Playing catch up on the run

For now the rats are free

The whole space full of cheesy food

The rats can't believe their good fortunes

The rainy days bring them the supplies

For the cats are living away

Leaving the homes for the rats to play

The cold wind will whisper

Telling them of the bulldogs

The van is carrying them over

Within hour they will arrive

But the rats smile

“We have our times

We will make our marks

Then we will disappear

Back into the holes”

pas dance out of beat

You can dance

You can move your best foot

Wowing the crowd or disperse them

It is there to learn

In group dancing

Everyone has a role to play

Moving in unison to the beat

Else it will show the disunity

In Pakatan Rakyat

Only Pas refusing to dance in tune

Its leaders go dancing out of circle

The foundation our Constitution ignore

The nation is a secular country

As such Islamic hudud law shouldn't come in

Though it should be for the Islamic faith

It has shown the authorities over stepped boundary

No doubt Pas is transparent on hudud

It is the party's struggle to do it

Under the Constitution it is void

For the Constitution runs supreme

Pas can't work as a team

Its leaders can't toe the line

DAP and PKR should let Pas go

Agree to disagree is long time gone

the stage play

They make fear

They make the division

They come out with silly statements

Of their own myopic dillusions

Everyday they see shadows

Crowding their minds

Giving them too much headaches

Of nothing but imaginary threats

They sing of their faith

They cry of losing power and game

When they have it all

They still say they are beggars

It is one particular Malay group

Crying out loud of losing the game

The farm out boys will play on stage

Bashing other faiths thumbing arrogance of no grace

The fall of an empire

The signs are everywhere to see

The crumbling walls are falling apart

It needs a pen to cross it out

we are one nation

Moderation the key to progress

Every issue will be sat down to discuss

The views by politicians and religious officials

The views of the people and NGOs

Compromise is another key to grow

In a multi-cultural religious nation

Of colours of many races sharing a common destiny

Living in peace and harmony the economic progresses

The nation doesn't need chaos

Instigations by vested politicians and NGOs

The nation needs to feed her people

In a stable and harmonious situation

Learn to live with our differences

Learn to abide by our Constitution

Learn to live with give and take

Learn to share our different belief

Is it that difficult?

We don't need the extremists and bigots

Spinning tales to serve their agenda

Of fear and division but we are one nation!

the floods

The floods crawled in

Every end of year visit

It doesn't see colours

It doesn't see religions

It doesn't make any preferences

It takes when it comes a calling

Every year the floods will flow in

Flooding homes and streets

When the natural rivers are diverted

Worst some are buried changing its course

But the passages never change

For the floods never know the new

Many thousands are sent to relief centres

The sad pictures of these people

The worrying faces and the losses

They have to wake up make the change

we must band together

The smoke of light

The signal of bright

The shadows flow

The laws of the land

The fairness must prevail

The law must be known

Let there be no double standard

The nation of people don't need it

We are not talking about majority race

We are talking about a group of people in a nation

Moving forward with time with grace and humility

It is our own good to safeguard our heritage

No matter what time will tell

We mustn't allow the extremist and bigot groups

The free passage to brew bad and uncouth words

They aren't the preferred race in God's way

The nation of many races and religions

We must band together and work our way through

The future of our nation...

It doesn't hold if we forget our home

the country needs the change

The rain keep falling

The sky of dark clouds and white mist

Across the mountain range

The sound of release

On the ground of people lived

The drains and rivers going high

The water never find an outlet

It floods the plains of road and houses

The misplaced people

In the relieve centres

The inconveniences sharing in the open

Of leaders who say we will reach developed status

It is just a political game

The rain keep falling

The lies can't seem to sink

It keeps floating in our minds

These are the angels' tears

Crying for our shame and stupidity

The country of many races and religions

It is no difference with other nations

it's no use building walls

The work of our forefathers

Hammered out our Constitution

They gave us the standard values

Bridging the give and take attitude

Now we have the extremists and bigots

Wokking up their hot menus

Stir-frying in the open woks

The smoke of racism hitting the road

They will ignore the Constitution

Branding the race and religion

Occasionally bringing in the royalty

They simply forget the truth

Now Putrajaya is sleeping

The farm out boys make the noises

The blues gang will not make any move

The moderates stand up for the Constitution

The cauldron of boiling soup

The mixture of ingredients stirring

It will feed the many races sharing the loads

The nation needs to push forward

We have to watch

The Talibanism infiltrating in the systems

Though there seems to be crawling into it

For Putrajaya is still sleeping

a new chapter begins today

A chapter closes

A new one will open

It is the order of things

In every one working life

The memories will stay

When it is time to go

The mind will say it so

Time to break the monotony

Now the free time

No more looking at the clock

No more waiting on the road

No more listening to complaints

The mind will wok it up

The delicious menu ahead

The time of your life

A new chapter begins today

go and do your thing

Go and do your thing

You don't have to spell it out

We will understand

In awarding contracts

Macc will not find anything wrong

Go and do your thing

It will rear its ugly head

When losers find it wanting

The sharks can swim free

In the deep oceans we hear

It is the small fishes

The unlucky few entangle in fishing nets

It never spills into larger pool

It is always on the small crumbs

We hear it so often in our lives

But where are the sharks in the deep seas?