I’m that Malay Racist

If geologist means an expert in geology,
and scientist is a person has expert knowledge of sciences,
while a nationalist is a person who strongly identifies with their own nation and vigorously supports its interest,
what's wrong of being racist?

i am not ashamed of being a racist,
a Malay that runs in my blood eversince.

but i am saddened of my race being anti-racist.

the Malays I know has always been the smart one.
the Malays I know has always been the hardworking one.
the Malays I know has always been the fearless one.

sadly,
the Malays kept on believing they aren't.
the Malays kept on thinking they are the weaker one.
the Malays kept on mocking they are the threatened one.

to some extent,
the Malays lost their own identities just by arguing the unnecessary,
the Malays lost their own mind just by disputing the nonexistent,
the Malays lost their own senses just by threatening the wothlessness.

and tell me,
who are at lost?

why can't we,
beat them with our smart brains?
defeat them with our kind hearts?
exceed them with our strong loyalties?

we were there,
since day 1 and till today,
what will make us gone,
is never them,
if we really adhere to the definition of being a Malay in Malaysia,
Article 160 (2) of the Constitution of Malaysia:
a person who professes the religion of Islam........
and I don't need to elaborate further.

If fearing others than Allah is what we chose to live by,
Don't tell me you are racist!

so, one last thing,
if race means bangsa in Malay
so, racist is kebangsaan, right?
what's wrong with being kebangsaan?



Bangsa Melayu

For-given sake

Forgive is only for the strong,

For giving needs more than what had been wrong,

As forego and forget not just merely a song,

That you sing when you are all alone.

Forgive is begged with full of remorse,

Yet we expect forgiveness to be given without force,

And we ask what’s forgiven to be forgotten in any course,

So the mistakes repeated would be endorsed?

-says ع-

POEM: My Reality

my reality

as strong as i could be,

that’s what i’d portray to everybody,

for let it be flurry and blurry,

all burden i have to carry,

while others seem to be in hurry,

or maybe they opt not to worry,

far apart to feel sorry,

so, let it be.

this mountain will see,

my faith and strength are within me,

and that is enough to climb these acclivity,

all by myself i shall rally,

to the peak is my only destiny,

with my hands and knee,

yes, that is what defines inevitably

no doubt, definitely!

– says ع-

POEM: Nap-mares

yes, nap-mares are real,

the pictures are actual,

the actors are veridical,

the plots are phenomenal,

the aftermath are justifiable,

yes, they leave marks surreal.

it was just a quick nap,

filling the gap,

while waiting for the chap,

it came in a snap,

and you felt sudden slap,

like a thunder zap.

all whites surrounding me,

uplifting my own decree,

from afar i heard sweet hymn melody,

came rushing with the tsunami sea,

and saw a red-heels-long-legged lady,

waving and spinning holding onto the scary destiny.

i was awake with sudden pang,

cried like i was attacked by a boomerang,

and wonder will the nap-mare continue,

becoming my nightmare’s chain.

⁃ says ع –

POEM: Missing Priorities

Time is running out,
and so that's what we thought, 
when actually it's not,
for it is due to our own doubts,
and only us can design the bailouts.

You misunderstood your own priorities, 
you set forward what you fancies, 
and put away your pet-peeves lowly, 
misjudging what's important what's not to worry, 
the puzzle seems like a never-ending story. 

Dear you, it's time never too late to start again, 
learned from the mistakes you did then, 
the pleasures are past, it's time to face the pain, 
for it's true when there's no pain, there's no gain, 
it's all in the brain and spread throughout the veins.

And when you decided to take the offer, 
cast away your fondness in the coffer, 
lay the foremost though you may suffer, 
for you don't want to repeat you previous errors, 
missing you priorities over what you favours. 

- Says ع -


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POEM: Re-solution

Re-solution

I don’t have any,

won’t have any,

no intention to have any.

So, don’t bother asking me.

For I set them daily,

I’ll try to complete them as many,

and will stash them away usually.

What is re-solution,

when you routine always about finding solutions,

waiting for execution,

while wondering will there be any retribution.

For I don’t see the need of a resolution,

as I pray for absolution,

and I pay the full restituion.

Yet, if I really need one,

it would not be just for fun,

as i’ll put my best till I’m done,

else, better have none,

For this is the beginning of anything you want.

Happy 2019 world!

– says ع –