Just as no one can be forced into belief, so no one can be forced into unbelief.
quote by Sigmund Freud
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I was always puzzled by the fact that people have a great deal of trouble and pain when and if they are forced or feel forced to change a belief or circumstance which they hold dear. I found what I believe is the answer when I read that a Canadian neurosurgeon discovered some truths about the human mind which revealed the intensity of this problem. He conducted some experiments which proved that when a person is forced to change a basic belief or viewpoint, the brain undergoes a series of nervous sensations equivalent to the most agonizing torture.
quote by Sidney Madwed
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Bwtween two
forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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Being forced to work, and forced to do your best, will breed in you temperance and self-control, diligence and strength of will, cheerfulness and content, and a hundred virtues which the idle will never know.
quote by Charles Kingsley
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Feminism is dated? Yes, for privileged women like my daughter and all of us here today, but not for most of our sisters in the rest of the world who are still forced into premature marriage, prostitution, forced labor - they have children that they don't want or they cannot feed.
quote by Isabel Allende
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Thinking - not under control
Thinking is not under control
You can not forced me to think
I'm not a fool to think
When what where who whether if
You can not forced me to think.
Thinking is not always right
You can not do anything through might
You can not say correctly the name of
Your father mother friend relatives
You are not a thief and I know
You are on the limelight.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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There’s an anarchic element in me
There’s an anarchic element in me,
an opposition to government,
a aversion to control, preaching disorder
coming from being forced into the military,
being forced in subjection
to order and discipline
forced to kill
ignoring your beliefs, forced to buckle to
the demands of society
to learn lethal skills, against your will
and ignoring the impact
as if you as a human being
is just another machine
that can be turned on and off
and are ready for use for political ends
and I am not wanting to participate in RICA
where big brother wants your name,
address that accompanies your cellular phone number
as if the government wants to control sanity and peace
being a exile against it, wanting isolation and freedom
from government and it agencies
which deal with you with atrophy
as if not geared to meet expectations
in a obverse phase with indifference
as if you are just another meaningless human being.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Freedom Defiant Unconquered
our eyes belief still sparkle
we laugh we cry freedom
even if forced to our knees
(Inspired the writer and poetess Miroslava Odalovic.)
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I was forced to be an artist and a CEO from the beginning, so I was forced to be like a businessman because when I was trying to get a record deal, it was so hard to get a record deal on my own that it was either give up or create my own company.
Messiah
Messiah!
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Messiah!
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Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out and
Forced down and forced out
Forced down and forced out and
Forced down and forced out
song performed by by Fear Factory
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A Captive Who Is Not Captivated
Love is the only routine
that I wish to live for
Though that is impossible
under the terms that we
now live under
I understand this
What I want to know is
why is there no alternative
Why are we all forced
to live the same way
I would have to live
in another country
if I really wanted a change
If I spoke another language
I would get on a plane and go
Due to our useless education
that does not give us these skills
I am forced to stay here
like a captive who is not captivated
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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Foot steps
I walked the footsteps of life.
Through hot cobbles and fire.
I walked the footsteps of pain and hurt.
I was forced to walk in to the woods.
I was forced to do it.
Forced to have sex against my will.
I was foced to feel hurt and pain.
I walked all kinds of footsteps
Footsteps of life.
God how some did hurt.
I walked the footsteps many times.
The footsteps of rape.
Each time by a different man.
To hurt more each time
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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I'm like a decathlete who does all of the events he's used to, but is being forced by certain circumstances to focus on three events, and being forced to focus on events that he wasn't that interested in, and also weren't his strongest events.
quote by Michael Nyman
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Heavy Change
The time is really undergone heavy change
We all have become prisoner of conscience and caged
Not all can efficiently come out of it and manage
The faith, trust, belief have developed cracks with passing of an age
One finds life so difficult and commits suicide
Hides facts and fears to confide
There is loss of trust and confidence
This has been observed number of times
We believe in telling lies with no care
Know actually nothing to go where
Live under the cloud of uncertainty
Life seems to be in doldrums and total futility
Nature is always coming cruel and harsh
So many disasters with casualties to rush
Never happened such things this before
We are forced to think in this direction therefore
Are we subjected to scrutiny or under scanner?
Is it likely to be addressed later or sooner?
No one knows why we are forced to rethink?
Why our morale and thinking has gone down to sink
Who deserves great change? We or our creator?
Why do we blame always our mentor?
We are traveling on rudderless ship
Who knows when it will sink and have long dip?
It is not swift change or gradual change over
We are need of shelter or cover
We have no idea who will provide it in future
There is shaking in belief so no one can assure
Let us learn to live with hostile world
Witness the relation going very cold
It has confined now to an individual
The change has come not all of sudden but gradual
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Spirtual Conquest
I wanna believe in my own thing
Not what I was forced to believe in
You see all my life I was forced
To believe in God
They had no proof to show me
All they had was a bible
A bible that was made by man
I wanna have my own belifs
Not what you tried to brainwash me with
Let me find my own spirtual
I have the right to
The first amendment declares I do
But if I do you will disown me
I dont want you to do that
So I guess I will pretend to be with your religion
Until I find my own Spirtual Conquest
poem by Makayla Straight
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Returned
He forced it on himself, like prejudice
Year by year it came
Strong and bitter
Never sweeter
When enjoined to pain
Can the Vikings do it?
A cold Germanic horde
Force a king to do it
Cut down Damocles sword
But love is never finer
Bleeding forcefully
And life is never truer
Down upon the knees
Lie, you knew your Keeper
Knew himself a fraud
Forced his heart to buckle
And brought him back to God.
poem by Derrick Puente
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Straight Road
Here our statements end. We are finished, and holy. The roads are long and tight, straight and right, much to the belief and faith. Here our statements end. We are finished, wholly effective and versatile is the end of forced life. And where are you based?
poem by Naveed Akram
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How beautiful is
How beautiful is the Belief, when we belief in the God
How beautiful are the Creatures, when we belief in the Creator
How beautiful is the Motherhood, when we belief in the Sacrifices
How beautiful is the Fatherhood, when we belief in the Battles
How beautiful is the Childhood, when we belief in the Innocence
How beautiful is the Dream, when we belief in the Ambition
How beautiful is the Contentment, when we belief in the Simplicity
How beautiful is the Life, when we belief in the dead
How beautiful is the Love, when we belief in the Care
How beautiful is the Happiness, when we belief in the Sadness
How beautiful is the Relationships, when we belief in the Tender
How beautiful is the Fruit, when we belief in the Farming
How beautiful is the Confidence, when we belief in Our self
How beautiful is the Beauty, when we belief in Our eyes
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in Peace
How beautiful is the Friendship, when we belief in Brotherhood
How beautiful is the Marriage, when we belief in Sharing
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in the Peace
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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Joy, It means
Joy means such enjoyment it is exact,
Your ride is forced by the wind to interact,
Then the solution speaks too much,
That fun has many twists of such.
Joy to behold is constant in eyes of the onlookers,
That it distresses beyond belief the abusers
Of wealth and power and all things sacred,
All the wonderful remarks acted.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Story Of Desire
forced by desire to write
one night I took a pen and paper under light
I dreamed, imagined and not what I did
Still could not make the pen and paper meet
I looked inside as well as outside
But failed to find a subject to describe
The wind blew and moon appeared
But they did not made my mind delight
I thought and thought and fought a lot
And slowly my will began to broke..
At the end, I forced my desire to die..
With a smile, of course of failure and shy! !