Wednesday, 17 September 2008

The Son

Mummy mummy please tell, where is daddy?
I got up this morning but he I did not see
Did he, without waking me, go to work already?
He promised me tonight we'll watch a movie

Oh please God, how do I tell him this
His father was taken by the police
To a cell to sleep with bugs and fleas
Give me strength to tell him please

Son, you dad has gone away
He may not come home today
Tomorrow too with you he can't play
One day we'll see him again let's pray

Don't daddy love us anymore?
Am I not the son he adore
Forget he our visits to the shore
Riding me on his back with a roar

Shhh son, don't ever say that
He will always be your loving dad
Its just that some people say he's bad
For denouncing evil in the internet

I know, I Know you are pulling a trick
Like daddy did when I was sick
He drew a clown with your lipstick
And make disappear a piece of stick

No my sweatheart to you I would not lie
Your dad has gone understand it please try
A long time away, be strong do not cry
Your daddy I'll be, I promise I'll try.

But mummy you know how much I love daddy
Not a night I could sleep, if his face I do not see
Please mummy, please say this is just a story
Daddy will come home and watch the movie with me

Oh son, oh how I wish you are right
That your daddy would come home tonight
On his back you'll climb in glee and delight
Just keep that memory of him in sight

Oh God if I had been a naughty son
Give me many days without any fun
But my daddy, he has hurt no one
Bring him back or my life is none


Kerp (Ph.D) said...

Mr sheih’s gone only we can pray,
That he’ll make his return some day,
I’ll stop here from having my say,
Cos who knows? we might be under the watchful eye of the ehem…ai as ey…

cakapaje said...

Salam Cikgu,

Another sad affair by the despicable
Man of different mind is shackable
To hoots goes being respectable
For the despicable wants to be untouchable
But one day, rakyat will make them more than a spectacle.

Malaysian Joe said...

Crafty as they are trying to stoke flame
inviting a retort so that they can claim
an emergency rule their choice to end the game
but rakyat will not allow them to to put the blame
peace and order we must to have a future no longer the same..

geez.. I am poor at this...

Kata Tak Nak said...

Pok amai amai
Belalang kupu-kupu
Oh me oh my
Palalah kaki tipu

Kata Tak Nak said...

They dare say its us they care
Look us in the eyes they do not dare

Kata Tak Nak said...

Stupid the idiots who think
This game they play do not stink

Anonymous said...

sob sob sob :( ...

sedey laa reading ur cute poem...wonder how i'd feel if that son is anak aku :-\ (ish, na'uzubillah)

Kata Tak Nak said...

Thats the whole idea. Imagine you are the father or mother or the child. Imagine the pain and agony then decide if the ISA is just.

kopitelp16 said...

Beautiful poem that hits straight to the point. Al reply are wiity and funny too.
Syed Botak should be ashamed of himself. However, Mugabe will be proud!

Kata Tak Nak said...

Of Course Mugabe Al Mahathiri would be happy after all its his legacy, the scumbag



Kata Tak Nak said...

Hey say something, you are getting me worried.

Calvin Soo KJ said...

hiya cikgu

1st time here. got it from m'sian joe. today's post was touchy. got emo......i like. cheers

Zawi said...

I am lost for words on how this administration led by the son of an ulamak could do such a thing to a father of small children. Its all for the sake of his selfish self trying to cling on to power when he is losing his grip.

Eskapisminda said...

Menangis tak berhenti?
Anak siapa tu?!
Bawak dia pergi!
Nasib baik, bukan anak aku!", kata si pemerintah tidak berhati perut.

..probably the saying "Do not do unto others what you would not have them do unto you" is a strange language to those people.

But the world is round. What goes around comes around!! Let's pray the better will come around soon.

Kata Tak Nak said...

Welcome to my humble blog. Hope you like what you see and please do come again. Thanks

Kata Tak Nak said...

That is why I hate the ISA. I have a sofy spot for children and seeing them suffer makes me weep. So many of those detainess have small children, children who need their dads. Its the children who are chained in freedom.

Kata Tak Nak said...

I am not asking that they get what they dish out but sometimes it would do them good to be humble and to think of fellow human beings. Is that too much to ask? I wonder.

Anonymous said...

Salam che gu,

Sedih baca, dunno what to say,
so many things happening, la ini
lah Malaysia very happening.
Was in Seberang Prai last mth,
tak dapat lah nak jumpa che gu.

Inderjeet kaur

Kata Tak Nak said...

I say why didn't say so? Otherwise we could have met.

Anonymous said...

makes me cry. Those animals who can do this to the children and families of the detainees do not deserve to die.....
They must be hung up by the rakyat and left to dry...
And finally left to houseflies!!!!!!

dodol said...

A place to stay
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no-one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no-one kills the children anymore.
And no one kills the children anymore.

excerpt from The Gunners Dream- Pink Floyd--The Final Cut

Mat Salo said...

I love this, chegu.. *kerp punya respon pon not too shabby either!*

amcek dan kehidupan said...

chegu, boleh saya ambil poem ni dan letak dalam blog saya?

sumber dari mana, akan diperjelaskan.

terima kasih

Kata Tak Nak said...

Ambil la, saya tak kisah


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