sex of the unpolitical student

ehem.. legally speaking, i can only express my political sentiment regarding those who don't affiliate with any political party... like ibrahim ali and other non-productive frogs. uh so boring, might as well go and rape someone then throw some babies. wait, is that legal? no, but hey how are they gonna catch me? they don't, they just put up a concert so that people know throwing babies is illegal and immoral. did it work? no, hell no. hello! student are not allowed to experiment their social skills with ideology and political issues and all the learned social skills gone down the drain of sex. common guys, the young blood always ready to engage in a fight and when you don't allow them to fight in the noble cause, they'll find somewhere else to channel their anxiety. with so many things promoting sex, how can one escape the tempting tender juicy skin of beautifully photoshoped teen? and what happen if they choose to compete between peer in the realm of sex? of course the will, i mean they are young and youngsters like to experiment with things. curiosity will lead to experimentation with genitals. do i need to explain how they compete? ok i explain - those who fuck most win. there, unless of course, you are being put under the spotlight.

kekasih hati pernah menegur

tidak ada orang yang ikhlas menjadikan jiwanya salah. apakah hati ini bisa damai melakukan salah? apakah kita bisa berdusta satu kali, tanpa melahirkan dusta-dusta berikutnya yang memenjara hati?

siapakah yang cukup kuat untuk berlama-lama hidup gelisah?

bahkan jiwa yang paling sesat pun sesungguhnya sedang merindukan penyelamatnya.

We were once 'Malaysians'

The following keynote speech was given by Gua Musang parliamentarian and former finance minister Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah at the 4th Annual Malaysian Student Leaders Summit (MSLS) today.


I have played some small role in the life of this nation, but having been on the wrong side of one or two political fights with the powers-that-be, I am not as close to the young people of this country as I would hope to be.

History and the 8 o'clock news are written by the victors. In recent years, the government's monopoly of the media has been destroyed by the technology revolution.

You could say I was also a member of the United Kingdom and Eire Council for Malaysian Students (UKEC). Well I was, except that I belonged to the predecessor of the UKEC, by more than 50 years, the Malayan Students Union of the UK and Eire. I led this organisation in 1958/59.

I was then a student of Queen's University at Belfast, as well as at Lincoln's Inn. In a rather cooler climate than Kota Bharu's, we campaigned for decolonisation. We demonstrated in Trafalgar Square and even in Paris. We made posters and participated in British elections.

Your invitation to participate in the MSLS was prefaced by an essay that calls for an intellectually informed activism. I congratulate you on this. The youth of today, you note, “will chart the future of Malaysia.” You say you “no longer want to be ignored and leave the future of our Malaysia at the hands of the current generation.” You “want to grab the bull by the horns... and have a say in where we go as a society and as a nation.”

I feel the same, actually. A lot of Malaysians feel the same. They are tired of being ignored and talked down to.

You are right. The present generation in power has let Malaysia down. But also you cite two things as testimony of the importance of youth and of student activism to this country, the election results of 2008 and “the prime minister's acknowledgement of the role of youth in the development of the country.”

So perhaps you are a little way yet from thinking for yourselves. The first step in “grabbing the bull by the horns” is not to require the endorsement of the prime minister, or any minister, for your activism. Politicians are not your parents. They are your servants. You don't need a government slogan coined by a foreign PR agency to wrap your project in. You just go ahead and do it.

At ease with himself

When I was a student, our newly independent country was already a leader in the post-colonial world. We were sought out as a leader in the Afro-Asian Conference that inaugurated the Non-Aligned Movement and the G-77.

The Afro-Asian movement was led by such luminaries as Zhou En Lai, Nehru, Kwame Nkrumah and Soekarno. Malaysians were seen as moderate leaders capable of mediating between the more radical leaders and the West. We were known for our moderation, good sense and reliability.

We were a leader in the Islamic world, as ourselves and as we were, without our leaders having to put up false displays of piety. His memory has been scrubbed out quite systematically from our national consciousness, so you might not know this or much else about him, but it was Tunku Abdul Rahman who established our leadership in the Islamic world by coming up with the idea of the OIC (Organisation of Islamic Conference) and making it happen.

Under his leadership, Malaysia led the way in taking up the anti-apartheid cause in the Commonwealth and in the United Nations, resulting in South Africa's expulsion from these bodies.

Here was a man at ease with himself, made it a policy goal that Malaysia be “a happy country”. He loved sport and encouraged sporting achievement among Malaysians. He was owner of many a fine race horses. He called a press conference with his stewards when his horse won at the Melbourne Cup.

He had nothing to hide because his great integrity in service was clear to all. Now we have religious and moral hypocrites who cheat, lie and steal in office, who propagate an ideology that shackled the education system for all Malaysians, while they send their own kids to elite academies in the West.

Days when we were on top

Speaking of football - you're too young to have experienced the Merdeka Cuphe 60s and 70s. Teams from across Asia would come to play in Kuala Lumpur: teams such as South Korea and Japan, whom we defeated routinely.

We were one of the better sides in Asia. We won the bronze medal at the Asian Games in 1974 and qualified for the Moscow Olympics in 1980. Today our FIFA ranking is 157 out of 203 countries.

That puts us in the lowest quartile, below Maldives (149), the smallest country in Asia, with just 400,000 people living about 1.5 metres above sea level who have to worry that their country may soon be swallowed up by climate change. Here in Asean we are behind Indonesia, Thailand, Singapore, whom we used to dominate, and now only one spot above basketball-playing Philippines.

The captain of our illustrious 1970's side was Soh Chin Aun, R Arumugam, Isa Bakar, Santokh Singh, James Wong and Mokhtar Dahari. They were heroes whose names rolled off the tongues of our schoolchildren as they copied them on the school field. It wasn't about being the best in the world, but about being passionate and united and devoted to the game.

It was the same in badminton, except at one time we were the best in the world. I remember Wong Peng Soon, the first Asian to win the All-England Championship, and then just dominated it throughout the 1950. Back home every kid who played badminton in every little kampung wanted to call himself Wong Peng Soon.

There was no tinge of anybody identifying themselves exclusively as Chinese, Malays or Indian. Peng Soon was a Malayan hero. Just like each of our football heroes. Now we do not have an iota of that feeling. Where has it all gone?

Capital flight troubling

I don't think it's mere nostalgia that makes us think there was a time when the sun shone more brightly upon Malaysia. I bring up sport because it has been a mirror of our more general performance as a nation.

When we were at ease with who we were and didn't need slogans to do our best together, we did well. When race and money entered our game, we declined. The same applies to our political and economic life.

Soon after independence, we were already a highly successful developing country. We had begun the infrastructure building and diversification of our economy that would be the foundation for further growth. We carried out an import-substitution programme that stimulated local productive capacity.

From there, we started an infrastructure build-up that enabled a diversification of the economy leading to rapid industrialisation. We carried out effective programmes to raise rural income and help the landless with programmes such as Felda.

Our achievements in achieving growth with equity were recognised around the world. Our peer group in economic development were South Korea, Hong Kong, Singapore and Taiwan, and we led the pack. I remember we used to send technical consultants to advise the South Koreans.

By the late 90s, however, we had fallen far behind this group and were competing with Thailand and Indonesia. Today, according to the latest World Investment Report, FDI into Malaysia is at a 20-year low.

We are entering the peer group of Cambodia, Burma and the Philippines as an investment destination. Thailand, despite a month-long siege of the capital, attracted more FDI than we did last year. Indonesia and Vietnam far outperform us, not as a statistical blip but consistently. Soon we shall have difficulty keeping up with the Philippines.

This, I believe, is called relegation. If we take into account FDI outflow, the picture is even more depressing. Last year, we received US$1.38 billion in investments but US$8.04 billion flowed out. We are the only country in Southeast Asia that has suffered net FDI outflow.

I am not against outward investment. It can be a good thing for the country. But an imbalance on this scale indicates capital flight, not mere investment overseas.

Time to wake up

Without a doubt, Malaysia is slipping. Billions have been looted from this country, and billions more are being siphoned out as our entire political structure crumbles. Yet we are gathered here in comfort, in a country that still seems to 'work' - most of the time. This is due less to good management than to the extraordinary wealth of this country.

You were born into a country of immense resources, both natural, cultural and social. We have been wearing down this advantage with mismanagement and corruption. With lies, tall tales and theft. We have a political class unwilling or unable to address the central issue of the day because they have grown fat and comfortable with a system built on lies and theft.

It is time to wake up. That waking up can begin here, right here, at this conference. Not tomorrow or the day after but today. So let me, as I have the honour of opening this conference, suggest the following:

1) Overcome the urge to have our hopes for the future endorsed by the prime minister. He will have retired, and I'll be long gone, when your future arrives. The shape of your future is being determined now.

2) Resist the temptation to say “in line with” when we do something. Your projects, believe it or not, don't have to be in line with any government campaign for them to be meaningful. You don't need to polish anyone's apple. Just get on with what you plan to do.

3) Do not put a lid on certain issues as 'sensitive' just because someone said they are. Or it is against the 'social contract'. Or it is 'politicisation'.

You don't need to have your conversation delimited by the hyper-sensitive among us. Sensitivity is often a club people use to hit each other with. Reasoned discussion of contentious issues builds understanding and trust. Stress test your ideas.

4) It's not 'conservative' or 'liberal' to ask for an end to having politics, economic policy, education policy and everything and the kitchen sink determined by race. It's called growing up.

5) Don't let the politicians you have invited here talk down to you.

Don't let them

Don't let them tell you how bright and 'exuberant' you are, that you are the future of the nation, etc. If you close your eyes and flow with their flattery, you have safely joined the caravan, a caravan taking the nation down a sink hole.

If they tell you the future is in your hands, kindly request that they hand that future over first. Ask them how come the youngest member of our cabinet is 45? Our Merdeka cabinet had an average age below 30.

You're not the first generation to be bright. Mine wasn't too stupid. But you could be the first generation of students and young graduates in 50 years to push this nation through a major transformation. And it is a transformation we need desperately.

You will be told that much is expected of you, much has been given to you and so forth. This is all true. Actually much has also been stolen from you. Over the last twenty five years, much of the immense wealth generated by our productive people and our vast resources has been looted. This was supposed to have been your patrimony.

The uncomplicated sense of belonging fully, wholeheartedly, unreservedly, to this country, in all its diversity, that has been taken from you. Our sense of ourselves as Malaysians, a free and united people, has been replaced by a tale of racial strife and resentment that continues to haunt us. The thing is, this tale is false.

Reclaim your history

The most precious thing you have been deprived of has been your history. Someone of my generation finds it hard to describe what must seem like a completely different country to you now.

Malaysia was not born in strife but in unity. Our independence was achieved through a demonstration of unity by the people in supporting a multiracial government led by Tunku Abdul Rahman.

That show of unity, demonstrated first through the municipal elections of 1952 and then through the Alliance's landslide victory in the elections of 1955, showed that the people of Malaya were united in wanting their freedom. We surprised the British, who thought we could not do this.

Today we are no longer as united as we were then. We are also less free. I don't think this is a coincidence. It takes free people to have the psychological strength to overcome the confines of a racialised worldview. It takes free people to overcome those politicians bent on hanging on to power gained by racialising every feature of our life including our football teams.

Hence while you are at this conference, let me argue, that as an absolute minimum, we should call for the repeal of unjust and much abused Acts of Parliament which are reversals of freedoms that we won at Merdeka.

I ask you in joining me in calling for the repeal of the ISA (Internal Security Act) and the OSA (Official Secrets Act). These draconian laws have been used, more often than not, as political tools rather than instruments of national security. They create a climate of fear.

I ask you to join me in calling for the repeal of the Printing and Publications Act, and above all, the Universities and University Colleges Act (UUCA). I don't see how you can pursue your student activism with such freedom and support in the UK and Eire while forgetting that your brethren at home are deprived of their basic rights of association and expression by the UUCA. The UUCA has done immense harm in dumbing down our universities.

We must have freedom as guaranteed under our constitution. Freedom to assemble, associate, speak, write, move. This is basic. Even on matters of race and even on religious matters we should be able to speak freely, and we shall educate each other.

Make BN multiracial

It is time to realise the dream of Hussein Onn and the spirit of the Alliance and of Tunku Abdul Rahman. That dream was one of unity and a single Malaysian people. They went as far as they could with it in their time. Instead of taking on the torch, we have reversed course. The next step for us as a country is to move beyond the infancy of race-based parties to a non-racial party system.

Our race-based party system is the key political reason why we are a sick country, declining before our own eyes, with money fleeing and people telling their children not to come home after their studies.

So let us try to take 1Malaysia seriously. Millions have been spent putting up billboards and adding the term to every conceivable thing. We even have 'Cuti-cuti 1Malaysia'. Can't take a normal holiday anymore. This is all fine.

Now let us see if it means anything. Let us see the government of the day lead by example. 1Malaysia is empty because it is propagated by a government supported by a racially-based party system that is the chief cause of our inability to grow up in our race relations.

Our inability to grow up in our race relations is the chief reason why investors, and we ourselves, no longer have confidence in our economy. The reasons why we are behind Maldives in football, and behind the Philippines in FDI, are linked.

So let us take 1Malaysia seriously, and convert Barisan Nasional into a party open to all citizens. Let it be a multiracial party open to direct membership. Pakatan Rakyat will be forced to do the same or be left behind the times. Then we shall have the vehicles for a two party, non-race-based system.

If Umno, MIC or MCA are afraid of losing supporters, let them get their members to join this new multiracial party. Pakatan Rakyat should do the same. Nobody need feel left out. Umno members can join en masse. The Hainanese Kopitiam Owners' Association can join whichever party they want, or both parties en masse if they like.

We can maintain our cherished civil associations, however we choose to associate. But we drop all communalism when we compete for the ballot. When our candidates stand for elections, let them ever after stand only as Malaysians, for better or worse.



Good Morning Read - This is from a person who had the chance but blew it all away and now telling youngsters how good it was when this country hasn't been destroyed by his man. The sad thing is, he is trying to convince youngsters that they are responsible to claim their right and liberty and like any other politician - he will back you up (so to speak). I say good revelation but rather late epiphany especially for someone who studied abroad and been in service for such long-long time. Anyway, i agree with him, but before that i would like to say fuck you Tengku! (in smiling face) as a starter for my fight to claim my liberty and right. Now how about that :p

mengapa saya berhenti merokok

pertama kali saya menghisap rokok adalah pada umur 9 tahun atau darjah tiga. ketika itu saya berkongsi duit dengan kawan yang 2 tahun lebih muda dari saya untuk membeli rokok di kedai mamak berhampiran. sebagai permulaan kami membeli marlboro kotak 7.

rasa kelat, pahit dan busuk sewaktu pertama kali menarik asap masuk ke mulut segera membuat saya tertanya-tanya : apakah yang begitu sedap dalam asap ini?

soalan itu tidak terjawab sehinggalah tiba bulan puasa dimana selepas berbuka saya dan kawan-kawan sebaya akan berkumpul dan merokok di suatu sudut celah-celah rimbunan pohon yang terdapat di taman perumahan kami.

setelah menahan diri sepanjang hari, tiba waktunya melaksanakan semua. rokok dinyalakan dan aahh.. sensasi ringan terasa di ruang perut yang penuh sebentar tadi. kepala berdenyut kencang tapi steady serasa ingin rebah dan tidur seperti ular - suatu pengalaman melayari nafsu setelah ia dipasung sepanjang hari. walaupun begitu, rokok masih lagi kelat, pahit dan busuk dan puasa tinggal sebagai pemangkin nikmat yang selama ini tidak diketahui.

saya pernah mendengar orang mencadangkan bulan ramadhan sebagai masa terbaik untuk berhenti merokok. bagi saya ia tidak munasabah kerana ia adalah seperti memasukkan penagih kedalam pusat serenti semata-mata untuk membuatkan ia jatuh rindu seberat-beratnya supaya apabila ia keluar kelak pengusaha dadah akan terus membuat untung.

sekarang anda mungkin dapat menjawab mengapa penagih seringkali masuk semula pusat serenti walaupun ia telah beberapa kali graduat. cuma mungkin sedikit tidak selesa jika saya katakan anda membayar untuk meneruskan kelangsungan perdagangan dadah di negara ini. bukan begitu?

kemudian apabila pulang ke rumah ibu dapat menghidu bau yang busuk itu. apabila seorang kanak-kanak berusia 9 tahun ditanya "kau merokok ke tadi" oleh ibunya maka semua orang yang punya akal sihat akan mengagak perkara yang sama - tidak mungkin ia akan menjawab "ya, yes, atau naam". justeru abang saya sering dijadikan sasaran.

tetapi lambat laun ibu dapat tahu juga. demi berhadapan dengan kenyataan, bapa mengadakan sidang dewan tergempar dengan mengusulkan suatu yang juga tergempar - yang tidak pernah kedengaran dalam house of common itu.

kau berdua, tertuduh yang dikatakan oleh jiran-jiran merokok tanpa segan silu di taman permainan tidak lagi boleh keluar rumah selama amaran ini berkuatkuasa. jika didapati kau berdua melanggari amaran ini, maka dengan itu rumah ini tidak lagi menjadi tempat tinggalmu. atau lebih kurang begitulah usul bapa.

usul tergempar oleh bapa disambut dengan penuh kepatuhan. bermaksud sekolah adalah tempat terbaik untuk merokok pula.

dan oleh kerana rokok adalah medium terbaik untuk memulakan perkenalan maka agak sukar untuk berhenti merokok disitu. dengan kenalan yang semakin hari semakin ramai dalam suasana yang tidak banyak boleh dilakukan untuk menyalurkan naluri memberontak, kanak-kanak akan memilih untuk merokok sebagai melayani gejolak jiwa mereka yang dirompak arus moden yang membosankan.

sementara ibu bapa di penjara pejabat, cikgulah yang menjadi tempat bagi mereka memberontak. lawan cakap cikgu adalah suatu trend. guru juga gagal membuat kanak-kanak berhenti merokok. sehinggalah saya mengenal perempuan. ada perempuan yang berkesan membuat kawan-kawan saya berhenti merokok serta merta.

otak kecil saya amat taksub dengan kebolehan mereka merudumkan sifat berantakan seorang remaja lelaki. lalu saya dapatkan seorang dan ia amat menarik - suatu pengalaman menunggu sesuatu untuk dilawan dengan kepatuhan. akhirnya teman perempuan saya pun menegur dan yang ditunggu-tunggu pun terdengar. dia menyuruh saya berhenti merokok.

saya berhenti merokok - cuma - untuk memberitahunya - yang - saya sudah tidak merokok. jauh dari ikhlas, perasaan yang timbul adalah tanda tanya tentang habuan yang bakal didapati dengan mematuhi kehendaknya. dengar kata dari kawan-kawan ia agak menarik. mungkin seperti patuh kapada united malay national organization untuk menunggu habuan kontrak longkang dan parit.

tapi perempuan tak tahan lama dengan saya. entah mengapa. mungkin saya tidak berduit atau kurang bahan lawak. apapun saya tak akan mengaku yang saya mudah bosan. haha.



justeru perempuan juga gagal membuat saya berhenti merokok.

sehinggalah saya menonton berita kenaikan harga rokok. waktu itu saya fikir kerajaan kita suka rakyatnya menghisap rokok kerana ia boleh mendatangkan keuntungan. mana tidaknya selama saya hidup cukai rokok adalah cukai yang tidak pernah gagal naik. untuk itu harga sebenar yang mungkin saya bayar untuk sekotak rokok adalah 20% kepada syarikat rokok dan 80% kepada kerajaan korup yang banyak rasuah.

saya tak kisah kalau syarikat rokok itu syarikat yahudi yang menembak orang palestine setiap hari kerana ramai muslim yang begitu gembira bergambar di starbuck sambil menghirup kopi darah palestine yang tak munasabah mahal harganya. saya tak kisah memberi duit kepada orang tua yang mencari rezeki dengan mengusung gedung rokok di celah-celah medan makan. saya tak kisah membakar duit untuk sesi berbual malam sehingga terbit fajar.

tetapi saya amat kisah untuk memberi duit kepada kerajaan korup yang mencekik rakyatnya tanpa sedar. citt. cinabeng!. kata saya dalam hati setelah memperoleh ephipany yang agak lambat. justeru saya menyelidik dan mendapati Persatuan Pengguna Pulau Pinang (CAP) pernah menjumpai rokok haram (bermaksud tidak dicukai) yang dijual secara terbuka pada harga cuma RM1.80 sekotak. ini memberi maksud harga asal rokok tersebut lebih rendah daripada harga runcitnya. katakanlah harga asalnya RM1.30 dan penjual mengambil untung RM0.50. pada hemat saya penjual rokok haram itu telah menghalang kerajaan mengaut keuntungan daripada rakyatnya yang ketagih.

apa yang membuat saya yakin dengan pendapat yang kita tidak sepatutnya memberi duit kepada kerajaan yang korup ini adalah kerana cara perlaksanaan kempen kesihatan yang meragukan.

persoalan yang wajib anda tanya diri sendiri sebagai perokok yang berakal.

kalau betul kerajaan ingin membasmi gejala merokok dengan cara menaikkan harga kenapa tidak dinaikkan saja sehingga RM50 sekotak?

jawabnya mungkin begini :

a. kenaikan harga rokok mestilah tidak melebihi kemampuan pembeli (bermaksud kerajaan boleh membuat keuntungan dari ketagihan, bagi pembeli pula selagi mampu maka akan dibeli)
b. boleh juga tingkatkan industri kampung, industri buat rokok daun. (ini akan merugikan pengilang)
c. tukang seludup mungkin akan buat parti, kerana jika benar cadangan ini ingin diteruskan mungkin harga rokok seludup pun akan naik apabila permintaan mula meningkat
d. pembuat rokok di Indonesia boleh mula tersenyum meleret.
e. sebilangan pegawai inforcement yang kaki rasuah pun sudah mula berkira-kira. masyukkk
f. jangan terkejut jika akan terdengar kes anak bunuh ibu disebabkan si ibu tiada duit nak beli rokok untuk anaknya (Minta maaf ye dan jangan salah faham, saya sama sekali tidak berniat dan tidak mahu melihat kejadian ini berlaku tetapi kemungkinan tetap ada).
g. satu hari nanti pasti, rokok susah nak dapat. Kalau beli pun di pasaran gelap (tidak mustahil cara jual rokok sama dengan jual dadah). Harga rokok RM50 pun nanti sudah hampir sama dengan satu peket kecil ice (syabu).
h. apabila harga pun sikit lebih kurang dengan harga ganja dan dadah, tidak mustahil rokok akan menjadi sasaran pencuri. Permintaan tinggi dan harga dijual pun meningkat. Bersedialah.Mereka curi 200 kotak, jual sekotak dalam RM20 di black market.

kesimpulannya menaikkan harga rokok bukanlah cara untuk membasmi gejala merokok. ia hanya satu cara untuk mengaut keuntungan daripada ketagihan anda. dan anda telah membayar kepada sebuah penipuan.

bagaimana pula dengan 5 tahun fokus untuk kempen TAK NAK MEROKOK sebelum ini? Hasilnya? Selepas habis berjuta-juta ringgit daripada segi iklannya, kempen berbentuk ceramah dan pameran. selain iklan dan pengharaman sesetengah tempat merokok adakah anda pernah melihat orang didenda kerana merokok? stesen bas umpamanya masih lagi jadi medan merokok. bererti sekadar di atas kertas dan dalam televisyen kempen seumpamanya tidak menyentuh perokok itu sendiri.



setelah menyedari bahawa saya adalah mangsa penipuan sebuah kerajaan yang korup saya terus mengambil keputusan untuk berhenti memberi mereka wang dalam bentuk pembelian rokok. disamping itu saya juga dapat berjimat sambil menikmati hidup yang sihat bebas dari asap.

justeru untuk berhenti merokok tidak perlu menunggu bulan ramadhan atau bebelan ibu atau amaran cikgu atau ugutan kekasih. cuma fikirkan yang anda membayar kepada kerajaan yang korup untuk mendapat penyakit yang mana kerajaan itu juga mengambil duit anda setiap kali memasuki lebuhraya, mengenakan cukai 300% untuk kereta anda kemudian duit itu digunakan untuk percutian mewah mereka sedangkan di akhir bulan poket anda kosong. kalau anda masih juga mahu merokok anda adalah seorang yang bodoh. kalau anda mempunyai PhD, anda adalah seorang bodoh yang diiktiraf. maka bersyukurlah jika anda perokok yang sekadar berkelulusan SPM.

seorang gadis yang singgah di sudut pandanganku

seorang gadis manis
katakanlah bernama zainon
berlari dan berlari
melalui celah dedaunan
membawa sekuntum senyum
lalu dilempar kepadaku
dan ia turun ke sebuah tasik
yang tentunya tempat permandian

katakanlah ia memanggil diriku
nescaya aku hanya bisa berkata
dari sebalik kaca di kamar sempitku
nantilah kala ku terima surat
dari desa seberang
apakah ku bersamamu
atau membiarkan kau seorangan

diri seorang bumi

berilah segala kekayaan yang ada dalam dunia ini kepada peniaga Bumiputra-Melayu untuk dijadikan modal dan ia tak akan cukup kerana mereka tidak dididik untuk mempercayai diri sendiri terlebih dahulu kerana modal paling berharga bukanlah dalam dollar atau pound, sebaliknya ia adalah diri sendiri. selama saya hidup, perdana menteri, guru-guru, televisyen, surat khabar dan kawan-kawan belum pernah gagal merendahkan pandangan masyarakat terhadap kaum ini. dan apabila dana besar disalurkan kepada bumiputra kita dapat lihat kemana perginya duit itu dan kemana perginya melayu.

dilanda ragu

jiwamu telah masuk kedalam aliran darahku dan meracuniku

lalu kita melebur menjadi satu dan mencipta bisa yang merosakkan

miserable

miserable is the man who loves a woman and takes her for a wife, pouring at her feet the sweat of his skin and the blood of his body and the life of his heart, and placing in her hands the fruit of his toil and the revenue of his diligence; for when he slowly wakes up, he finds that the heart, which he endeavored to buy, is given freely and in sincerity to another man for the enjoyment of its hidden secrets and deepest love.

miserable is the woman who arises from the inattentiveness and restlessness of youth and finds herself in the home of a man showering her with glittering gold and precious gifts and according her all the honors and grace of lavish entertainment but unable to satisfy her soul with the heavenly wine God pours from the eyes of a man into the heart of a woman.

Spirit Rebellious - Kahlil Gibran

malu

sebuah senyuman merebak seluruh wajahnya
sebuah fikiran cinta dalam mindanya
rasa seronok yang sungguh baik
dalam diam dia membeli masa
dalam-dalam menyusun kata
tentang kehadirannya yang singkat
dia mengucap kata cinta dan pergi
sambil meniggalkan sekuntum mawar putih, di atas batu.

Unicorn

nothing I say will do justice to your beauty
wither my words at the glance of those eyes
wither my words at a flick of your hair
and that haunting smile
the smile that shatters my heart
painful this is, the feeling of love
denied I am, the morning’s dew
vanishing in the rising beauty of the sun
but wait; listen to the quivering sound of the wind
is that hope she brings?
Nay, just a faint heartbeat of spring
lulling, soothing, distant and forbidding
denied again, in desire, in forlorn
farewell my dear beauty
forever you’ll be my Unicorn