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If you care and i care
And we all care
The world would more fair
In oneness and in pair
They fall and we fall
They fail and we fail even more
They suffer and we feel it too to the core
They fight and in those wars its also our souls
Blood drips through those diamonds
And to the stores we run buying those expensive items
It's infront of our eyes yet we ignore the sirens
Nothing is better until we act and start those dialogues
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A dream in peace
Winding in streams
working in teams
Full of dreams
Looking up ahead
Hoping we fled
The wars of red
And the memories we said
Countries of greed
Letting us bleed
Taking the lead
Hoping we’d be freed
Maybe one day
We might find our way
For now we pray
Acting in this play
I dream
That the screams
Of the innocent teams
Fade away into a stream
For now we wonder
In this world of thunder
Hiding under
The countries that sunder
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I want to be powerful
and have a voice that matters
I want to silence wars and battles
be the reason glass shatters
I want my whispers to be booming
and my shouts to threaten thunder
I want to live afraid of silence
and never have to wonder
I want my words to be greater
than speeches made by kings
I want to teach the world to listen
to hear the flutter of my wings
I want to be famous for my voice
and not the silence that engulfed me
I want my words to hold such power
that they leave no room for enquiry
I almost died in silence
so I want to live out loud
I want to show the world I matter
and stand out from the crowd
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If the boats had never came and colonisers none
Genocide never happened, wars had not begun,
Darker skin I would have and life I would not fear
If the boats had never came, I would still be here.
Gathering rich bush food upon my mother land
I embrace my peaceful place drawing on gold sand,
Lightest zephyr prompting me in salt water to revive
With precious blue I renew every day alive.
Where quietude surrounds me all along in sight
When setting sun has begun sea eagle is in flight,
And now I hear my people singing up a song
How happy are my people healthy, smart and strong.
I love to dream of way back then when heart was just the same
A painless time in my prime, if the boats had never came.
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A barefoot baby was walking down the street,
holding his mother's hand,
glancing at the food in his mother's hand:
leftovers from a fancy restaurant.
From his muddy face, his bright smile was dazzling.
I witnessed peace in his mom's eyes.
They were sitting amidst destruction:
blood, dead bodies of dear people, broken toys, and clothes scattered everywhere.
Those homeless people had nothing to do with political wars;
those things were just out of context for them.
When relief came from the political leaders,
cameras were flashing, and the news was being covered by leading news channels;
those innocent people's eyes were also flashing
after finally getting food after three days.
I saw peace in their eyes.
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Destruction is what we did ,We took all Good and smother it we lost our way. it's gone away we have the wars, and phantom,and the Greed of others destroy Our Earth it's slowly leaving us.in a fast pace.God will take back He gave us much we tried to make out over all his Gifts they were to share he watches all in distress knowing are Wills are our's.Another given gift,He's taking back everything he gave The Storms will Come The Rivers Flood, The Fires will Come as Lava pours.The Earth will Crack From all the stress. and War's are The sinful way's of man .he'll take away He gave us so much We took for granted.We all did this ,we have to pray it's much too late to turn the Clock back.He will Decide when he'll take back He'll make the Call all we can do is wait.
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Red White Blue
Red is for the Blood they Splattered
For all their World Disasters
Blue is for the Worlds they Conquered
Wars Sponsored
White is for Honor
Red represents Armor
look at all the trauma
the metamorphosis of this Larva
blood on the hands of these archers
home of the brave
land you took with your hands an made slaves
nothing brave with genocidal plagues
Red represents fire with Rage
Storming this deep Blue sea as a Tidal Wave
Making the Stars white like your Bright godlike
with false Cliches of the American Way
Do you know where the United States got it's Name?
this has nothing to do with Race!!!!
you don't like truth you will only be another lost Soul
all this is written in Stone
but we rather chase money than the Gold
im a Lion of Judah an Ill eat a head of a Eagle
an im holding the Sceptre against Evil
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A Place
Take me to a place where there are no wars and no fights.
Take me to a place where there is no darkness, only sunlight.
Take me to a place where there are bridges instead of walls.
Take me to a place where we can all stand tall.
Take me to a place away from all the rumors and the stories.
Take me to a place so like Dr King l too may see the glory.
Take me to a place where there is freedom from depression.
Take me to a place where there is freedom of expression.
Take me to a place where I don't always have to explain myself.
Take me to a place where we are not separated by power or wealth.
Take me to a place where there is only good and no evil.
Take me to a place where we don't see color, just people.
Take me to a place where my voice is heard.
Take me to a place where I am allowed to live and to learn.
Take me to a place where less is said and more is done.
Take me to a place where we are all one.
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Heavens open sky wars.
Walls closing juniper dreams.
Echoes pen me in.
Sunder the earth flames fall.
Under the moon I dented the plows.
Ninjas Quake as I race toward the river.
Hundred rains arrows of snow.
Diamonds of death whispers of rebellion.
Your wish to rise to meet the Lord.
Lions mane wolfs teeth apple and honey tea.
Wallow in your shadows I ascended to the third heavens.
Juniper waves of bliss and my amazing light shines over all the globe.
Trusting in Jesus over all things.
Raising Adam bowing to the mighty God and Everlasting Father.
Fishing in the lakes of desolation I mine the sky of its angels.
Wake the sleeping spread the word Jesus is returning soon.
Silver rain and blood of opals.
Juniper Myths and Juniper Wars mess with my sanity but also give me peace to Remember My diamond of Czechia is my best friend from forever. I remember Jesus will be my diamond of Israel.
I am the Diamond of Chicago with Juniper visions of bright sunny days to come.
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Chaos and riots
Epidemics and wars
Confusion like tornado hurricane
Confinement, speechless, quiet, calm, rest and unspoken words
However people are drowned in the sounds of nature
Rattle of the rain
Whizzing of the wind
Rustling of the leaves
Wheedling of the birds
Chirping of the crickets
Echoing in the caves, jungles and mountains
Roaring of the sea
Murmuring of the stream
Buzzing of the bees
Hissing of the snake
Quacking of the ducks
Mooing of the cows
Woofing of the dogs
Groaning of the sick
Wheezing of the lungs
Humming of a lullaby
Grumbling of the oldies
Mourning of the dead
Sighing of the loser
Applause of the winner
Any other voices may be drowned
During this political, economic and epidemic crisis
Stay speechless ,calm and cool
As the ushering in of the Chinese New Year
Looking forward to a better year
Only melodies but no blasting or booming
Maybe some sounds buried in the wind
That's the voice of your heart
Stop violation, politicking, trafficking and hegemony
As the world
Is a part of everybody's legacy in a will
Although all along the world is speechless and unspoken
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Screams, screeches, groans and wails,
Brutalities, agonies, torture, and blood,
Tear gas, pellet guns, bullets and bombs
Humanity sobs; the world falls apart
Does anyone care?
Kids are blinded
Men are jailed
Women are molested
The old are tortured
Luckily, you have food
Billions are starving
You have a warm blanket
Trillions live under the frigid sky
Dreams are murdered
Voices go unheard
Wishes fade and blur
Every heart has become a graveyard
Sweet melodies step down
As Sighs take over the throne
Rainbow of Joy is washed away
By the deluge of tears
The soul of Humanity becomes a prey
To the endless wild forest of wars
While atrocities have robbed
Jaws of their smiles...
Yet you say the world is beautiful??
Yes, perhaps for you,
For you are at peace….
Come out of your palace
You will see….
Sky painting itself red!
Butterflies renouncing their dreams
Birds with trimmed wings
Oceans of blood,
barren trees, burnt houses,
Tear-filled eyes, and shattered bodies.
Earth is ugly
Earth is savage
Earth is a cage
Earth is but a jinxed place!
Yet, our only home,
Our only hope....
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The power of words can never be overestimated.
They bring us up, pull us down, embrace us, hurt us, cause us to instantly laugh or cry.
Wars have been fought over them, families have been destroyed by words.
Lovers have separated, never to be reunited after the wrong ones were used in anger or haste.
Words have caused heart ache, misunderstandings, and lifelong feuds.
They have more power in the mouths of parents than any other weapon in their arsenal.
Words are often relived and re-felt over and over for a person’s entire lifetime.
People need to stop and think at least a second or two before using them, and certainly
Look them over several times, before they publish them.
Words can uplift people, make them feel glad they know you, but they
Can also devastate and destroy a person, making them feel sad, put down.
Like bullets, words can never be fully taken back, never totally forgotten or forgiven.
Once they are out there, whether in a sound wave, or on paper, they represent you.
Be careful, my friends. A reputation is with you for a long time,
and some people are not good at giving second chances.
Words, the most powerful of arsenals.
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Which is it: you can't get started unless
you're riding some current bigger than your reporting voice
or the best time to write is when you don't have much to say
and without plenty to say about everything you'll get better right away.
Form is very often a betrayal of reality
or, although we are initially drawn to poems by their passion and urgency,
we are convinced by the formal means invented
for their impelling motives. Every accidental crack or dent.
Not just mildly disquieted but actively repelled,
running for the River Styx, the doors of Hell pell mell,
there must be a crack, deep and unmendable, in the poet
that the poet must forever try to mend. Or not.
While mortal poets imitate, immortal poets steal.
That's plagiarism. Fortunately the public feels
less strongly about poetry than television,
communism and aging gracefully through meditation.
Now I'm being silly. My silly indefatigable lusting,
silly sadness, silly arguing and silly trusting.
All I do not know about our nation's history, wars
and what showering the people you love with love does.
Ransacking apothegms, algorithms
and selling the loot as memes,
dissemblings. Or bearing fardels
with the warrior's skull.
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Writing soldier
I am a writing soldier
My weapon is my pen
Write about the battles
Of a war that never end
I am a writing solder
My voice is my pens
Made a lot of enemies
And I lost some friends
But I’m only writing
Of the things I see
Got to have an open mind
And don’t go blaming me
We see life’s imagery
Right before our eyes
So don’t get upset
If the truth is not a lie
The rich is getting richer
While poor remains poor
If you cant earn a key
How can you open a door?
Making your voice be heard
Some will say you complain
But you are just fighting
To be human being again
So many wars starting
Look at the evils man do
It just a matter of time
Be fore it reaches me and you
I am a writing soldier
My weapon is my pens
Just want to world to know
The truth as it happens
I am a writing soldier
Will you join me to?
If we come together
No telling what we can do
The occupation of Palestine
The world refuses to see
And the inhumane treatment
Of millions of refuges
I am a writing soldier
My bones are getting old.
Please join me young ones
So the story can be told
I am a writing soldier
My words are very strong
Some enemies has join me
And some friends have gone
Now I look around me
Many writing soldier I see
And if we put our pens together
One day the world will be free
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Let's be free
It comes the time for freedom
I wonder why it tommorow
So I understand the time
The time is now
Let's be free
Intellectual all over places
Yet all questions are yet
Not all answered
Civilisation with out moral sence
Morden day trend
Our Universities today don't
teach much of nature
Either are we thought of love
In our morden schools
So we grow to work and work
With always a boss that determine
How far you could go
despite all we still can't see
So we are not free
Let's be free
I felt so cold last night
Now am hole to freedom
For that long night was so dark
Now the sun is up in the morning
The long memories don't matter now
For freedom has taken it place
So now I could sing a loud song
From a free mind
Let's be free
How was your night
Your stress your anxiety
Your fears
the long night
You know better
another does as well
As I wonder when will we be free
So I understand the time
The time is now
Let's be free
Is high time we stop learning
And start thinking oh africans
Is high time we stop lamenting
And put our efforts to the right
Chanel oh people
You see this wars of every kind
Rob us off our freedom of unity
So we are yet to grow
As well not free
Let's be free
To all mankind
Is high time we start
Putting together our deferents
Opinions to live above hate
All mankind are equal
There is no better truth than this
Is high time we make love the God
I see the time
the time is now
For only by ourselves
We can free the world to
Unity and peace can
Dwell among us with love
Only by this we can be free
From all you fear
So I call on all mankind
Let's be free
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Said the soldier to his wife at home,
do you see what I see?
Way up in the sky, my dear,
do you see what I see?
A rocket, a rocket, dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite...
With a tail as big as a kite...
Said the soldier to his only son,
do you hear what I hear?
Ringing through the sky, my boy,
do you hear what I hear?
A bomb, a bomb, high above the sands
With a voice as big as the sea...
With a voice as big as the sea...
Said the soldier to his president,
do you know what I know?
So safe at home, Mr. President,
do you know what I know?
Men, men are dying in the sand
Let us bring them home
Let us bring them home
Said the Poet to the people everywhere,
listen to what I say!
Pray for peace, people everywhere,
listen to what I say!
Our nation, our nation, rising to its feet
Its strength will bring us peace today
Its strength will bring us peace today.
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Based on the "Do You Hear What I Hear?" Christmas song written in October 1962 with lyrics by Noël Regney and music by Gloria Shayne Baker.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------While Christmas approaches nearer to our hearts and homes, it is important to remember our brothers over-seas. Everyday, people are dying in wars that should have ended long before they begun, and now, in a time as great as any, we must remember that peace is not impossible, but rather grows in the hearts of all whom maintain it.
This Christmas, let us do our part.
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"Who
is this
speaking
what can I
say for the
bereaved - lost
amid the shell of
their bitterness
and abhorrence?"
"Who will reject this
speak for their plight
rejoice with them, us;
lest I am anyone the
one but who is for
everyone who is any
one?"
"Which friend from
the expressions worn
upon the falling leaves, I
can tell now time a gift is
much shorter than what I
often believe."
""Like moths with dark shadows
in their eyes children running and playing
in their absence with no reflection of time driven
by their guilt and heavy hands of shame; who are
they now the bereaving?" - "Because I know the
cost uneven, of pride - the cost is more and is
always cutting, cutting me down - one that
is always cutting them - you.""
~ Love lost, the aching desire
burning within.
Frail, though, will I rise,
greater before days,
because promised,
hope chance,
verity my
faith these
gentle
whispers
echo the
opportunity,
and so it is to
them I answer, fall
before. For this, God,
I know would never negate. ~
""For me... all of us, I believe leaves they are the Purest Example
of God's Love Patience and Mercy; shown to us - and as Seasons are
always changing along with them; what He gave me, you - which is what
the Goodness and Promise of what Any True Opportunity is; is what I feel
is one that is just as Honest and Open, just as Willing, needed; wanted for
any one, "anyone... !""
""So sown now in this time left friend I must tell you - I would wish
to be anything if found worthy to be the one caught, cut, killed -
working for The Greater Idea of Peace - and so as he came
to the grand corner, he walks away tossing a leaf behind
him the last words from him; being - "Stop
all wars" time being what it is;
is
too
short!"
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How would you react when you knew you don't fit in. When who you are is looked down upon as a sin. I am an outcast i feel it seep through my veins. You forget im used to your words i have the stains. Nothing you say is new to me. I've heard it all before don't you see? I can not change contraire to your your belief. Its not a choice there is no relief. Accept me or don't it wont make a difference in my world. People like me are used to your words daily they are hurled. The only ones with the problem are the ones stuck in contradiction. Freedom is mine by choice of acceptance not by wars against your religion. We are not the fighters with words routed in hate. We do not condemn & pressure for his names sake. Your attacks are justified by concern & so called love for those you hurt. Maybe wed be a little closer if your ways were not so perverse. You talk about being gay like its a sickness waiting for a cure. We are not ill, we're human with vision different from yours. You could never relate to the pain plagued in our hearts. You don't face the condemnation, you wouldn't know where to start. We believe in things your minds are to closed to conceive. If it weren't for our strength we'd be just like you, breaking the broken due to our belief. Never have we forced our ways on you to be like us just so you knew. Locked up, rapped & abused, hit with a bible or two. There is no difference between homophobic activists and speakers. They leave the same scars the severity just differs. So before you point at us with judgment and disgrace. Look in the mirror, picture how we see you. Are you content with your face? Can you rest your head peacefully while we bite back our tears? Knowing your kind is the reason we have fears? Don't worry we wont become as heartless as you. We prefer our freedom & love to be gained by truth not by guilt and a life or two.....
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The corpus millennia has crawled down the vale,
Retracting the sleek, unwieldy remnant of glory,
Into the memorial vault of the deceased perfection;
Romance with Nature in express affection
Set up structures of infinite wonder and story;
Wingless flights, finless aquatics, and sail,
Put up a collage of conformity and compliance
With the Eden-norms on the planet of reliance.
Mastery, like a potter's wheel, shaped success
Out of the clay of daring and venture ;
Finesse and goodwill brought forth the plethora
Of confident happiness, but in an aura
Of warning and threat of the nurture --
Fostering, Greed, and his kin of all excess ;
The forbidden tree put up the succulent fruit,
And the disobedient eater turned into a brute!
Battles and wars were fought for trophies inane,
While the elements have kept tracing a new map;
Fire has charred many a live greenery
Making it look like ill-painted scenery
Quakes and slides have always set a scary gap,
Like the swooping flood and the howling hurricane;
Power, pelf, and the wide stretch of win
Devastate as the victor lies in the forgotten bin.
No glib snake need tempt one now,
Since the Devil himself has chosen to dwell
In the inner depths of defiant ambition,
That leads to the dead end of perdition,
Through exploits, for the riches to swell;
Wants change and satiation never cease anyhow;
Midas, or a conqueror, is not uncommon to find;
Avarice subdues the conscience to stay blind.
Time, the grizzled wizard watches with a frown--
A little amused and often with disdain--
The similar themes and slides in rotation,
With self-centered and wayward a mutation;
The domain is lost in pursuing the gain:
Vain and rueful maneuvers, yet no crown;
To rise to heights, one need not fall,
Nor transgress equity - the bounds for all.
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Vigilance is the price of freedom
Seen, are the caskets home comings
We don’t want any more forever wars
It’s always been the black gold, we fight for
Illegal catastrophic war, worth billions
Our dad’s fought fascists, with their lives they paid,
offerings of service to the millions
A system we can trust is all we want,
this tactical gambit smoldering, far from it
Even as the heartless with their hatred,
face to face, they try tirelessly to provoke us,
yet with grace, we stand tall with heads held high
They are the a g g r e s s o r s
with a need in their bitter-battered hearts,
where their pain inside resides
For them it’s too late, it's too late!
For them change will never come
And although they are enabled,
by the few, the mean-spirited labeled,
it’s how they shall remain
And we protest peacefully regardless
Their youthful ones are young not wordless,
their great-grand-and-dads fought against
what these cruel men now represent…
The man who sold the world,
The King of clowns absurd
A trickster trumpets his hellish horn
A thorn subsides aside in world’s forlorn
Nationwide, in the thousands,’
from up north, down south, east and west
Los Angeles, we all know it best!
New York City, Boston,
all the way to Mar-A-Largo!
We come from everywhere,
and to all beats and tempos
our soulful hearts filled, when we go,
All generations generate sounds of protest
most festive, with signs of sorrow and spoken words
Shout-outs mellifluous,
in harmony we sing-along
Voices alike, we’re birds of a feather,
and we beat our drums together
And how kind of them to show,
to say how out-of-touch is The Prez
Bruce, Billy Porter, Jane and
J o a n B a e z
Against his mad minded, agenda
we’ll find a way,
This new world order
out the window and to the border
A culture war, windstorm
Colors combined—humans sway
catching the wave,
in the center of it all
I m m i g r a n t s,
we came out for them,
and their children, and for ourselves
We carry the American flag,
others carry flags of their motherlands,
A reminder of where we come from
We want to take it back,
it’s ours and not for ruthless racists
Vigilance is the price of freedom,
and courage is infectious
NO KINGS DAY 3rd Protest
3/28/26
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I do not know?
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You came to me many times in my dreams.
At first I was scared bt not anymore.
You came in the form of a shadow.
I closed my eyes and turned away in fear but now I see your face has appear.
The pastor feared for many years once upon learning who I am.
A gift to the world sits in the palm of my hands.
For good or for evil, its up to me to decide.
You came to me many times in my dreams.
At first I was scared but not anymore.
You came in the form of a shadow.
I closed my eyes and turned away in fear but now I see your face has appear.
Before the death of my sister, you told me I would have to choose.
I chose my familia then my heart forever became brused.
You went away from my dreams then only came back once my heart became cold.
You reached out your hand yet I only turned it away.
Fighting wars in my dreams of unknown beings.
Voices in my head and visions of unusual seeings.
Picked up the Bible yet only learning of its hidings.
Secerts of a World thats so blind to many.
When someone speaks no one listens.
When the voice up lifts then everyone begins to focus.
Against a belief thats much stronger then our own can leave a person breathless.
I lay down a pad then pick up a pen but my hands refuse to let me write.
Stand in front of a croud to speak of our World but my voice is silence.
You came to me many times in my dreams.
At first I was scared but not anymore.
You came in the form of a shadow.
I closed my eyes and turned away in fear but now I see your face has appear.
You told me respect will be high because of the gift I offer.
You told me I wouldn't have to struggle anymore all I have to do is take your hand.
Walk with you like how I once did with Jesus.
Talk with you like I prayed to God.
Not to bow to your feet but lift out my hand for you to kiss as we bow to each other.
Sit on the right hand side of the thrown.
To have power greater then the World can image.
A new lyfe where you wouldn't have to hope and dream.
You promised me my revenge on the cruel will come.
You promised my my oppinons will be a factor.
No more crying at night because of hunger pains.
Or familia betrayal.
You came to me many times in my dreams.
At first I was scared but not anymore.
I closed my eyes and turned away in fear but now I see your face has appear
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