Best Inspirationalfreedom Poems
Another way the entities that be, suggested in Jessie's show, is to control, a Society,
through their individual belief systems, i.e, through their freedom of speech.
Say if a Society is solely based in this principal and formed as such by the majority rule
of said created site.
I did and have done a personal study for some 7 odd years, unannounced as it were, or how I
figured to disguise myself to them, allowing for the banns and studying just how an in what ways
they quell a voice such as mine, another's, any who would use theirs in the ways that I have.
I wage war instead of a fist or Bomb like some, in Government, or by themselves alone, through
my submission to the art. "Bod Dylan, and John Lennon" the two I believe out-spoken free
thinkers of our time, as well as other as I have looked have always done and believed the same.
This site was founded on the principals of the freedom of speech, so I in turn used their original
suggested rules that I will say they as I have used them against them, they have adapted them
as such to counter if you will, to "keep control" of the majority rule.
I invite you to read: http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poems_by_poet.aspx?ID=6883 as
well investigate as to why I ask you of this, "please":. I am so honored you have stopped by
friend you have blessed me-yes - I wish as well to bless you. ~ Love ~ James ~ (or if you will) ~
e v e r y o n e 1 ~
http://allpoetry.com/ban/show/6960
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvUs5ugUcQk
Freedom sings and freedom rings
Freedom flies with open wings
Freedom goes and freedom dares
Freedom is the open air
Freedom yells and freedom shouts
Freedom voiced with many pouts
Freedom protects and freedom destroys
Freedom regrets and freedom annoys
Freedom is not such a simple toy
For where are simple freedoms found
in the hearts of all men, profound.
When overcoming anger
I remember the day
When the sun disappeared
Heard the distant wail
Of a gull lingering by the sea
Knowing it could no longer stay.
Its sad tune overtaken
By the coming thunder
Announcing a dark invasion
With the furious clamor
Of an inescapable tribulation.
Today’s chaos seems to claim the end
As it had been prophesied
In all their books, used as a pretense
That only left them paralyzed
With a fear that made them lesser men.
Pointing fingers was now a waste of time
For the impending gloom was upon them all
Not caring for strong or weak, black or white
Rich or poor, neither the giants nor the small
It was invading regardless of your truth or mine.
But with its deadly weight
It carried its own bitter truth
It pursued its destructive aim
As freely as freedom could
In the same way our own we fiercely claim.
However ours is now taken away
There’s nowhere to run and hide
The only thing left to do is it to face
Together hand in hand and unite
Forget my freedom if yours is invaded.
Lay down our weapons
Still our angry voices
Lift our eyes to the heavens
And sing as one voice
Raise it in repentance.
And as the waters wash away
All the debris caused by the storm
Our tears have washed away
All the misery ever born
The winds die, skies a glorious display.
Limitless.
By CarolineCécile, Nov. 23, 2008.
~ Amid the many simple devotions-
and sweeter feelings of tenderness ...
and my Mommy-and-Daddy's certain-
notions of freedom they carry for me-
and visions of peace. ~
~ Of these many things I have known; upon-
the cosy softness of my bedding amid-the
quiet of the darkness and soaring-now-aloof-
the wonders of the Fathers grace. ~
~ Within the open freedom of the evening-
sky's-beneath the starry night; my heart
has been met with this simple thought to-
welcome me ... and amid this one emotion-
while my soul in motion begins to rise ... as I-
dream. ~
~ I lay here e'er-still; amid the shimmer of this-starry-
scene as-one-open-heart resting gently in place;
and all the while ... I know my Mommy-and-Daddy,
are standing by; and so I thank-God for them-today;
because-I know; I know my Mommy-and-Daddy they love-
me ... and so; because of this-again-I-know; I am-not; ~
~ (alone)!... ~
The Cracked Bell cries to ring anew.
We must be its voice.
Liberty is on the move.
Ring the Message loud and clear.
Ring for all to know.
We take back our hold on Liberty.
Our Freedom is not for sale.
Sweet Land that we hold dear.
Sweet Song of freedom to sing.
Let our voices lift to hail
Freedom’s Ring.
© Apr 27 2010