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Free Thinking Poems - Poems about Free Thinking


If everyone

If everyone  could see you
If everyone could read you 
If everyone could be you would they be you or delete you
Are you a slave to fashion 
Or do you have any passion 
Is there a thought that by yourself that you can fathom 
Is your behavior 
Just another caper
Is your soul made of fire
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Categories: free thinking, growth, satire,
Form: Lyric

A Free Thinking Individual

I look around me and feel something missing
Not that I can see, but strongly can feel…
I want to fix it, but strangely, it can’t heal.
My friend had changed, and that angered me…
She said she wanted to be perfect, and then dodged me
It hurts my feelings, but I won’t follow
‘Cause sorry, no one can be perfect...
People
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Categories: free thinking, anger, best friend, spoken
Form: I do not know?



Free Thinking

FREE THINKING

I learned something awhile ago
called mind manipulation
As long as you're among the clones
you are part of the stagnation

Anything they say "fair game"
they set the rules of life
Nothing that you say or do
is considered causing strife

They work your mind both day and night
and everything's called true
They cannot let you think alone
for then "you", become "you"

Free
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Categories: free thinking, conflict, freedom, humanity, people,
Form: Rhyme

Free-Thinking

What if the world we harbored in didn't exist?
Can there be any such thing as an evil pacifist?
Or religious terrorist?
The good intention behind Schindler's list?

Are we really free?
Does the blind one really see?
Ruled by the one-eyed king?

The lullabies of Death will forever sing
To those distracted by all the "bling"

The Halls of Mirrors never cease to
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Categories: free thinking, introspection,
Form: Rhyme

Free Thinking

A day off.
Totally free
Late Summer clear skies
mind seeking someone to spend it with
Or not
Take a ride down cape
Favorite coffee in sip cap cup
Janis or Marshal Tucker?
Tull or Who?
Backroad dawdling
Scenic route to Nowhere
Maybe even write another song
Or ride the Vineyard ferry
Back and forth
Or mow the greens
and finally play some golf
Salt in the air
Wind in my hair
What
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Categories: free thinking, food, life,
Form: Bio




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