Go with the powerful and people will kneel before you.
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Freedom is a Powerful Word
freedom is a powerful word
filled with glori and brightened eyes
freedom is a powerful word
where no black child is left behind
the despair of no hesitation
the depair of no education
freedom is a powerful word
freedom is a powerful word
where everyone gets a chance to be one
freedom is a powerful word
where a black man can raise his son
we got freedom
but we dont respect it
black boys droppin out of school
black girls gettin pregnant at early ages
these people fought for our rights
but all we do is abuse it
like i said freedom is a powerful word
are you sure we are free
why are we killing our own race
we are gettin involved in the wrong stuff
like gangs and selling drugs
smokin weed and makin d's
it aint right
freedom is a powerful word
if it is so powerful
dont abuse it
poem by Tatianna Biggs
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Kneel At Your Feet
Put my trust in you when trustings hard
Wish that I could just let down my guard
Want to feel closer than I feel
I stop myself before it gets too real
Love can hurt so much it stings
Wish that I could just forget everything
Just as I start to fall apart
You pull me back into your arms
I start to breathe
As I kneel at your feet ( all I want to do)
I start to breathe
As I kneel at your feet
You cant see the other side of me
I keep it locked up safe, hide
Theres so much deep inside
Like a wild wind screaming through the trees
I start to breathe
As I kneel at your feet ( all I want to do)
I feel complete
As I kneel at your feet
Sometimes Im mesmerised
By thoughts of love flowing on and on
Dont wait dont hesitate
To spend my life with you
(but this cant be true)
All I want to do
I start to breathe
As I kneel at your feet ( all I want to do)
I feel complete
As I kneel at your feet ( all I want to do)
I start to breathe
As I kneel at your feet
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Music
Powerful words always spilling out into this cold world,
For so many people to hear,
But do they really listen?
A very few people hate you,
Though I really can't understand why? There must be a reason behind the hate, Maybe something so powerful....
Not even you can heal.
You always seem to keep me numb,
When I'm hurting and need it the most, You're always there for anybody...
Any time of the day,
There's so many different kinds,
Affect so many people differently,
Some get happy and start dancing, Other's get all choked up...really hits home,
While others sit and replay it over and over,
Either way you're amazing,
And yes... I love you MUSIC!
poem by Brandi Dybala
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One Perfect Lie
One. One perfect lie.
Was it told too soon?
And one, one perfect life
Turned to stone.
Cold mercy.
I kneel down by your grave
I kneel down torn and guilty
Did I let you down,
Say goodbye too soon?
And did you understand
My mistake?
Forgive me.
I kneel down by your side
I kneel down scared and helpless
One perfect lie
Wrapped in kindness and tears
I wish I believed in your Heaven
One perfect life
Led by blind faith and trust
If God has a heart He will find you
I'm torn and guilty
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Powerful Thing
(written by al anderson and sharon vaughn)
Ive never seen two people in my life
More determined to ignore the obvious
We better stop thinking
Let our hearts start doing the talking
Youd have to be stone deaf dumb and blind
Not to see whats going on with us
So lets jump in
And get over our fear of fallin
cause what we got here
Is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
We started out strangers on a two-way street
Neither one of us lookin to fall in love
But we dont need us a map
To know were headed in that direction
Well, its out of our hands
And over our heads
Its something thats bigger than both of us
Turnin back nows completely out of the question
cause what we got here
Is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
Stronger than the force of a driving wind
Hotter than a forest fire
There never has been and there never will be
Nothing like the power of you and me, yeah
Its a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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I Useta Lover
i have fallen for another
she can make her own way home
and even if she asked me now
i'd let her go alone
i useta see her up the chapel
when she went to sunday mass
and when she'd go up to receive
i'd kneel down there and watch her pass
the glory of her ass
i useta lover
song performed by by Saw Doctors from Sing A Powerful Song
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The Separation
We knew too little of the world,
And you and I were good—
’Twas paltry things that wrecked our lives
As well I knew they would.
The people said our love was dead,
But how were they to know?
Ah! had we loved each other less
We’d not have quarrelled so.
We knew too little of the world,
And you and I were kind,
We listened to what others said
And both of us were blind.
The people said ’twas selfishness,
But how were they to know?
Ah! had we both more selfish been
We’d not have parted so.
But still when all seems lost on earth
Then heaven sets a sign—
Kneel down beside your lonely bed,
And I will kneel by mine,
And let us pray for happy days—
Like those of long ago.
Ah! had we knelt together then
We’d not have parted so.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Since the governments are in the pockets of businesses, who's going to control this most powerful institution? Business is more powerful than politics, and it's more powerful than religion. So it's going to have to be the vigilante consumer.
quote by Anita Roddick
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Power
King is powerful with his army
Poet is powerful with his poetry.
People are powerless with poverty
Traders are powerless with no money.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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As a people of faith, we know that prayer is a powerful instrument. And as one Nation under God, we know that many times our most powerful tool is prayer.
quote by Nick Rahall
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We are the most powerful nation in the world, but we're not the only nation in the world. We are not the only people in the world. We are an important people, the wealthiest, the most powerful and, to a great extent, generous. But we are part of the world.
quote by Studs Terkel
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The True God
You often go to your house of worship for to try to purge your soul of sin
To kneel and pray to your God somewhere out there do you not have a God within?
The God of kindness and compassion does not live in the big World out there
If that is the God you are praying to you are wasting your time and your prayer
You ignore the God that's within you to your unseen God you are true
Though you look down on the financially unsuccessful people who are poorer than you
If you were in touch with the God within you then you would not think in this way
You would look on all people as equal and only good of others would say
If you cannot love the God within you the love of self you do ignore
For if you cannot love self you cannot love others so often we've heard that before
Goodness from self only can come and in our God within we do find
Love of self and others and compassion and what it does take to be kind
You kneel in your great house of worship for to pray to the God you don't see
But the true God is living within us in you and in others and me.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Went To Church Today
i went to church today
and as it is customary
at dawn
a sacrifice so to say
for advent's sake
i join in the singing of
the hymns
i sit and stand and kneel
i recite my prayers
on paper
i look at the pulpit
and listen to the
priest saying the homily
i sit and stand and kneel
i look around the corners
i follow the lines of the pillars
i look at the center of this
church majestic in its
art and architecture
i look at the corners
and at the seats filled with
my own people
i was looking for the face
of God
his shadow even
is not there anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Because We Are The People....
we are the people
we are the multitude of
small hands &
minds
we shall see soon how the mighty fall
how the powerful rock is crushed
to become the sands that
we are
we are the people
when the might falls
we shall feel
how powerful have we been
how silly had we been to forget
that we the people
that power resides in the multitude of our small hands
and minds
soon, we shall be the people more
feeling the power in our hands
the crushing power of our feet
the power of our minds
the mighty falls
the rocks have turned into sands
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Powers of Hate
Hate is the opposite of love.
These emotions are powerful.
Hate stirs up conflicts and wars.
Discrimination is a cause of hate.
People say hate is a powerful word.
It is indeed a powerful word hate.
Hate brings on Anxiety
Anxiety leads to fear.
Fear brings on anger.
Anger leads to suffering.
Suffering causes death.
This feeling is dark and dreadful.
Hate is represented by the color black.
Such a dark deep color like hate.
In the dictionary there are too many words that mean hate.
Does all Humanity hate each other.
People hate you for your beliefs, interests, dress, even the way you look.
Thinking that hate will be a solved problem is only a madman's dream.
poem by Vega Destiny Star
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Kneel Before This Fictional Power
Kneel before this fictional power,
Bow to those whom stand above,
the ones whom hover over us thinking were mere pigs wallowing in filth,
While you eat as a king, remeber One day you shall be like us...
Eat your fortunes for now, They soon shall be taken, and passed around,
passing all you were, or passing around all you thought yourselves to be.
Kneel before this fictional power,
We strive for nothing you have,
Because what you have is a fiction,
Disgust filled you are, to rotten from outside, to core,
Your decay, doesn't reach us though,
It stays above poisoning all of you.
Kneel Before this fictional power
Rest upon this crimson shoulder,
Brothers and sisters remeber this day,
We begin to rise from the opressions opressed upon us,
We lift ourselves up, we gift upon the world a new day,
Love whom you love, hate whom you hate,
Kneel before this fictional power
Don't let such powerless fictions tell you who to be,
Your you, no one else, your not me, as I am not you,
Rise above the ones above us,
We shall bow before this fictional power no more.
poem by Crimson Love
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A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXXV
At last I kneel in Rome, the bourne, the goal
Of what a multitude of laden hearts!
No pilgrim of them all a wearier soul
Brought ever here, no master of dark arts
A spirit vexed with more discordant parts,
No beggar a scrip barer of all dole;
No son, alas, steps sorer with the darts
Of that rebellious sorrow, his sin's toll.
I kneel and make an offering of my care
And folly, and hurt reason. Who would not
In this fair city be the fool of prayer?
Who would not kneel, if only for the lot
Of being born again--a soul forgiven,
Clothed in new childhood and the light of Heaven?
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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The Powerful Woman
The powerful woman does not raise her voice
She does not tell you what to do
She does not ask you for favors
She weeds her own garden
She tends to her chores
She listens to your woes
She shows you how to make jello
She tenderly prunes the tomato plant
The powerful woman moans when her own child dies
But she goes on, tending to her chores
The powerful woman lends shelter
Whether it be a bird with broken wing
Or a young man lost
The powerful woman has no face
She has no name anyone has heard before
The is an image, a memory, a shining light
Glowing through a stained glass window.
poem by Liilia Talts Morrison
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Old Age
I never knew till I reached my old age
that so much joy and happiness were in store for me
N ow I know that I used to carry useless boulders
on my shoulders and mistook them for priceless treasure
On the road the dacoits robbed me of most of my belongings
Thanks to the capitalist world that breeds inequality
Thanks to Fortune that is the gigolo of the rich and powerful
Now the
load of ego and pride have alighted from my head
Light and happy now I cand bend my head before everyone
Now I can kneel before everything with awe and reverence
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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At The End Of The Day
Tell me what do you get
At the end of the day
Is it all worth the while
Can you put on a smile
Does it fill you with pride
All the feelings inside
Or do you just wanna hide
Can you still walk away
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
Are you lonely or sad
Do you think youve been had
Is your heart ever glad
Or are you afraid
cause you dont have it made
That you dont make the grade
Or of what people say
At the end of the day
Instrumental solo
At the end of the day
Is your framework intact
When you clean up your act
Do they keep coming back
Do you say follow that
Pat yourself on the back
Do you get what you lack
Do they give you respect
Or is it after the fact
At the end of the day
Tell me what do you get
Is it heartachce and pain
Does it keep coming back
Everytime that it rains
When I see you again
Will it still be the same
Am I really to blame
cause I dont play the game
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
Got to kneel down and pray
At the end of the day
Got to kneel down and pray
At the end of the day
song performed by by Van Morrison
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