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freedom revolts rights
Contributed by
lostrelic
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Wednesday, 4th January 2006 @ 04:28:45 PM in AEST
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a constant sorrow a empty tommorow a flicker in between
a pondered wish a slow kiss something that cant be seen
mirrored reflections of an empty soul a waste of human flesh
wondered out of a constant daze failing on the test
a mother cries her child dies another fatal mistake
the gun that killed her baby boy now ends up in a lake
the police dont care to them its fair you reap on what you sow
because a colour or the area you live that opinion is low
we are all of flesh just sand and dust what makes you so right
you grew up in a sheltered home you dont know the true fight
we are just a mark or a stastic in there notes and views
it is not if we live or die its how then can abuse
a born right its called freedom of speech something we see in books
but if you try to use that right just check on how people look
do as i say not as i do an anthem of today
waste in the glory surrounded by glam and wallow your life away
goverments rule and tell you what to do only the rich that get to live
while the poor are the ones who truly help and try as much to give
we take care of our own but we are all human where does that seem fair
lets drop the notion i am better then you and try to love and care
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Re: freedom revolts rights
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by Jenni_K on
Wednesday, 4th January 2006 @ 07:07:56 PM AEST
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Wow!!! I was mesmerized by this write....
I loved the flow of the poem.
Great work...
Thank you
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Re: freedom revolts rights
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by enigma on
Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 05:37:51 PM AEST
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...doesn't it just make you sick...god almighty...I took some joy in your lashing out, so there must be some of my old anger hidden away in my closets...I'm fifty-five...well, make that fifty-four and a half...for the longest time I hated their guts...
"we are all of flesh just sand and dust what makes you so right
you grew up in a sheltered home you don't know the true fight"
...who made them the prosecutor, judge and jury...actually, I lived the first two thirds of my life hating who I was...depressed to the gills...totally rejecting my "Self." ...then, at age thirty-two, I said, "That's enough of this *****." I quit letting the middleman control my relationship with my "Mother-Father" ...it was at this point that all the anger from my youth was vented at the entities, establishments and institutions that had me helplessly caged and at their mercy...I wrote a lot of songs...[I just posted one of those songs a few days ago..."I Won't Go Back"]...when my spirit quieted down a bit, I began to realize, my god, they are sicker than I am...they looked so powerful and so successful, they viewed themselves as so right and so holy when actually, they're the ones with the log in their eye, the blind ones who are leading the blind ones, the ones wearing the filthy rags...the naked emperors...I began to feel sorry for them...hard to believe...I looked down on them...I had a lot of Truth, but not a whole lot of Wisdom...that changed a year or so ago when my "Mother-Father" arranged for me to have a nervous breakdown...we're all equal...nobody's got filthy rags on...we're all kind of blind...like newborn puppies...nobody's naked cause Dad says were not naked...we just look best without any of those silk threads covering our Beauty...we're just simple children..."Mother-Father's" children...some of our brothers and sisters like to play dress-up...some like to play church...some like to play cowboys and Indians...shoot 'em up, bang, bang...some like to write poems and think they're really smart..."Mother-Father" has all kinds of children, and "Mother-Father" Loves each and every one...like siblings, we sometimes argue, fight, do the Cain and Able thing...we break "Mother-Father's" heart...but, that doesn't stop "Mother-Father" from Loving us...the toughest thing about this equal thing is that Mother Theresa is no better and no worse than Charles Manson...nope...kind of scary the first time you think it...but, it isn't what we do or what we don't do, it's who we are...we are "Mother-Father's" children...forget this most high god stuff, this throne-room, footstool baloney, all this bowing down *****...we're children and we're sons and daughters of "Mother-Father." …an absolutely wonderful place to snuggle into, to rest, to relax…and if we pee our pants or fill our diapers, "Mother-Father" just smiles and says, "God Almighty, I Love you!"
...I really Love "Mother-Father." …it would be hard not to...so many people feel and think they're orphans...they let the middleman twist their mind, soul and spirit into believing they ain't part of the family...I haven't figured out why "Mother-Father" let's them do this, but I've learn to trust "Mother-Father."
...you're Beautiful...did you know that...your poem is so real and honest...not afraid to talk your reality right at "Mother-Father." ...when I started doing that, spilling all the anger and rage, spitting my guts at "Mother-Father," it was then that things started happening for me...I began to experience for the first time in my conscious existence the All Accepting Love of a True Parent...crazy, but I think "Mother-Father" like it..."Mother-Father" just held me tighter, shed some Parent tears and made sure that all the tears fell directly on me...I felt truly Loved...
…*****! …it's embarrassing when I write so much…I don't even know if anyone wants to hear this stuff…
…aw, but there was a day when I was ***** out of my head at them…neck deep in *****…guess I'll leave you with that thought…quite a picture, isn't it…neck deep in *****...
…Love 'ya…hey, you're a sibling...
ron…enigma
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Re: freedom revolts rights
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by Kamal on
Friday, 6th January 2006 @ 03:53:29 PM AEST
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Yo cuzo your right keep that inspiration going becasue we have to get to the bottwem of this...
I thank you for being so conscious thats what God people need Righteous individuals that uses ther mental and express emotions using the pencil...
SO we can express the talent God gives us ..
Peace & Love
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