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I speak my mind. I just speak my heart. I will not turn away from any question.

quote by Jessica Hahn
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Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)

speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Same Story, The same History

...and so the same story is told
the same history is made....

why always speak of descrimination
why always speak of war
why always speak of class
why always speak of injustice
why always speak of poverty
why always speak of rebellion....

why not speak of equality
why not speak of peace
why not speak of respect
why not speak of wisdom
why not speak of production
why not speak of working together...

...and so the same story is told
the same history is made.

poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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You Do Not Own Me!

you do not own me!
you do not own my body!
i will not wear your chains!

i take off my shirt,
and show the marks on my back
to the world, defiant to the end!

you do not own my mind!
you cannot tell me what i can think.
you will not tell me

what i can and cannot read!
you cannot tell me what to believe.
i do not buy your lie!

you do not own my heart!
you cannot limit my ability to feel.
you will not tell me whom i can

and cannot love.
you do not own my words.
i speak from the scars on my body.

i speak with the thoughts
of a free mind... i speak
from the feelings of my heart.

you do not own me,
and you never will.
i have decided to be free!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Speak The Word

Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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will you believe me if I speak of love?

If I speak of love, it is because love speaks
To me, like we are having this conversation
About love itself, and I ask love that if I speak
Of love, will love believe me?
And love sighed, and finds this question
Too self-serving for itself, for love could
Be biased too, telling me that if I speak
Of her, she will believe me, oh, that would
Be too unnecessary of love, to speak about itself,
For love to believe in love from love itself
Who is asking about love,
About me and telling me, she will believe me,
In fact, this would be too confusing, too confusing,
But I speak of her today, and I speak of myself
Too, believing about this love of mine,
And so confused we see each other eye to eye,
The eye of love to my eye of true love,
Talking heart to a true heart,
The heart of love talking to the heart of true love,
and finally, though confused, and still taking breaths,

love, she finally,
Said, yes, love believes me, love believes my love,
love speaks of love, love believes in love,
In my love, and there is no other. Love begets love.
That is what human history had always told to itself.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Do You Speak To An Angel

A son who is cursed with a harridan mother
Or a weak simpering father at best
Is raised to play out the timeless classical motives
Of filial love and incest
How does he speak to a
How does he speak to the prettiest girl
How does he talk to her
What does he say for an opening line
What does he say if hes shy
What do you do with your pragmatic passions
With your classically neurotic style
How do you deal with your vague self-comprehensions
What do you do when you lie
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to her
How do you dance on the head of a pin
When youre on the outside looking in
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
How do you speak to a
How do you speak to the prettiest girl
You just say, hello, (hello) baby (hello)
...
Baby, angel, how do you talk to the prettiest girl, you say
Hello baby, hello baby, angel, angel, pretty little girl
Angel, angel ....

song performed by by Lou Reed
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I Shall Speak

I shall speak of rivers
and I shall speak of streams,
And I shall speak of how they flow
and seep into my dreams.
All the waters pure and clean
purify my thought.
I think how marvelous that I've seen
that which can't be bought.

I shall speak of hillsides
and mountains as they rise.
And I shall speak of how they look
and brighten up my eyes.
All the rises grand or small
expand just how I feel.
I think how wonderful that I've known
what no one can conceal.

I shall speak of beauty
and I shall speak of love.
And I shall speak of how they mix
and take me far above
the ordinary happenings
and events that fill my day.
I think how fortunate I have been
when my breath was taken away.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Empty Words

we all speak our minds
rarely our hearts
forgetting the truth
to know what we want

our words are out
once they've been said
but some have no meaning
especially in our heads

the heart holds emotions
we wish not to share
but once they've been said
there will be pain to bare

we speak lies
that come from the mind
but when will we feel safe
to speak from the heart

we say what we don't feel
we feel what we wish we didn't
but either way we will learn
the mind has these empty words. 

poem by Katherine Bryce
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If I speak of love, it is because love speaks
To me, like we are having this conversation
About love itself, and I ask love that if I speak
Of love, will love believe me?
And love sighed, and finds this question
Too self-serving for itself, for love could
Be biased too, telling me that if I speak
Of her, she will believe me, oh, that would
Be too unnecessary of love, to speak about itself,
For love to believe in love from love itself
Who is asking about love,
About me and telling me, she will believe me,
In fact, this would be too confusing, too confusing,
But I speak of her today, and I speak of myself
Too, believing about this love of mine,
And so confused we see each other eye to eye,
The eye of love to my eye of true love,
Talking heart to a true heart,
The heart of love talking to the heart of true love,
and finally, though confused, and still taking breaths,

love, she finally,
Said, yes, love believes me, love believes my love,
love speaks of love, love believes in love,
In my love, and there is no other. Love begets love.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Naked In The Jungle

Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep it humble, else itll come unfurled
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
As I keep a-watching over, make sure no one can pass
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Some folks gettin too much, other just aint gettin none
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep em humble, else youll come unfurled
Lets go boy!
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na

song performed by by Van Morrison
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We Speak Often

we speak often...
of revolution, yet
we almost never speak,
of the old woman left alone,
her husband dead two years...
who sits in the dark,
and sometimes eats,
and cant see to clean her house.
we speak of peace,
and send troops to liberate,
teaching seperation in our churches.
we speak of hope,
yet horde all we can,
and keep our revolvers loaded.
we speak of justice
in terms of 'i' and 'they'....
and applaud wordplay in our courtrooms...
we speak of equality,
then call each race by name,
and demand that they speak english.
we speak of god as holier than thou...
never understanding dialogue and dissolution....
we speak a lot, yet cannot listen...
what fools we are!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Heart That Loses Its Grip On Love

you speak of revenge
for how long will you speak
about it,

your heart beats for something
else for someone
long lost
and never comes back
to you

your heart captured in the hands
of someone you detest
you speak of
freedom you speak of a heart
that wants to see
the end of the beginning

now, i understand, how is it
when your heart
loses a grip on love
its hands must have wanted
to hold on
to a double-edged knife
bleeding
waiting

dreaming of another
beginning to
this end

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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God of Wonder

Oh God of wonder
God of Grace
Here I stand before you
Humbled and broken

Speak of Your love
Oh Father, Oh Father
Speak of Your Grace

Oh God of earth
God of Heavenly place
My heart opened to receive
My heart abides in You

Speak of Your love
Oh Father, Oh Father
Speak of Your Grace

Oh God of Love
Oh God of endless mercy
Open my eyes to see You
By Spirit blest by You

Speak of Your love
Oh Father, Oh Father
Speak of Your Grace

poem by Lisa Finney
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Speak to Me

Speak to me
speak soft my love.
Whisper tenderly
from your heart.

If I am far from your side.
Let your words
travel on the winds.
Guide me safely back to you.

When I am hurting my love.
Speak to me.
Take away my pain
by the sound of your voice.

Chase away dark clouds
with the brightness of song.
Open the door to my heart
pour in your love.

Speak to me with your heart
and I will answer.
By telling all the world
of our love.

poem by Kurt Hearth
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Words Spoken

Words spoken to self in isolation
Mystery not in question but in relation
Simple confusion in mind
Forcing others to find out its kind

Yet nice appreciation,
Applause from all over and no more questions
Mind reveals and heart opens
Ripples created and caught by fans

Why do we try to speak our mind?
Is something necessary of that kind?
Why at all you want sympathy?
That people should have soft corner and feel pity

No one has seen you breaking off?
If so, they would have definitely laughed
As you were boosting of your love at all places
All were jealous of you with frown on faces

You were afraid that you will be made victim
A simple donkey with no sense to reach home
Uncertain mind as was made of you with satire
Now you feared it will be certainly put on fire

So it is better to speak through poetry
It will be race but gaining from back door entry
No one to know who the man behind is?
What will be pain behind or tease

It is nice to appease and find solution
In one way it reduces some what tension
You have little insight with no more confusion
The answer is found within the question

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Speak

Theyve given me a mission
I dont really know the game yet
Im bent on submission
Religion is to blame
Im the new messiah
Death angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Ive given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, youve got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave whats now behind
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government, the media the law
To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists, revolution will grow
The system we learn says were equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Lets tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, well burn the white house down
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word [revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word [revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak!!!

song performed by by Queensryche
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First they came for the Communists but I was not a Communist so I did not speak out. Then they came for the Socialists and the Trade Unionists but I was not one of them, so I did not speak out. Then they came for the Jews but I was not Jewish so I did not speak out. And when they came for me, there was no one left to speak out for me.

quote by Martin Niemoeller
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First they came for the Communists but I was not a Communist so I did not speak out. Then they came for the Socialists and the Trade Unionists but I was not one of them, so I did not speak out. Then they came for the Jews but I was not Jewish so I did not speak out. And when they came for me, there was no one left to speak out for me.

quote by Martin Niemller
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Speak the heart

Would not
Could not
Should not
Speak the heart

Do not
Will not
Cannot
Speak the heart

Shall not even speak of
Unforgotten knots
Of the heart unspoken

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Don't Speak To Me

You are leaving me so
Don't speak to me
Anymore and just walk out the door
leave and please don't look back
I don't want to remember what
You look like
Just leave me in this dark and alonely night
Everything turn out wrong
I feel so blue
I'm just done with you
Just leave me and
Don't speak to me
Our relationship is over
No more romantic, chemistry, dinner, and anniversary
Nothing left to look forward too anymore
We just lose who we are
We never trust each other
I'm just speechless to say anything else
It's time to go our separate paths
Don't speak to me
I can't stand this when we fight
This just too much to handle
I just want to be myself again
So please just go
Don't speak to me

poem by Christina Phan
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