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The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.

quote by Virginia Woolf
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Release From Locked Up Cages Aged

Release from locked up cages,
Aged.
Release from locked up cages,
Aged.
Release from locked up cages...
Aged.

Release from locked up cages.

Come everyone...
Release from locked up cages.
Come under the Sun...
Release from locked up cages.
Come feel the breezes.
With fresh air to keep!
And make it yours,
In your mind.
Get more than you need.
And...
Release from locked up cages.
Shake off the rust.

Release from locked up cages.
What's there to lust?

Or trust.

Worthy of your cussing.

Come everyone...
Release from locked up cages.
Come under the Sun...
Release from locked up cages.
Come feel the breezes.
With fresh air to keep!
And make it yours,
In your mind.
Get more than you need.

And...
Release from locked up cages,
Aged.
Release from locked up cages,
Aged.
Release from locked up cages...
Aged.

Release!
Be freed,
From locked up cages aged.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Soul Cages

The boy child is locked in the fishermans yard
Theres a bloodless moon where the ocean died
A shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets
And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie
Where is the fisherman, where is the goat?
Where is the keeper in his carrion coat?
Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies
Where is the child with his fathers eyes?
There are the soul cages these are the soul cages
Hes the king of the ninth world
The twisted son of the fog bells toll
In each and every lobster cage
A tortured human soul
These are the souls of broken factories
The subject slaves of the broken crown
The dead accounting of old guilty promises
These are the souls of the broken town
These are the soul cages these are the soul cages
These are the soul cages these are the soul cages
i have a wager the brave child spoke
The fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the joke
you will drink what I drink but you must equal me
And if the drink leaves me standing,
A soul shall go free
i have here a cask of most magical wine
A vintage that blessed every ship in the line
Its wrung from the blood of the sailors who died
Young white bodies adrift in the tide
and whats in it for me my pretty young thing?
Why should I whistle, when the caged bird sings?
If you lose a wager with the king of the sea
Youll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me
These are the soul cages these are the soul cages
These are the soul cages these are the soul cages
A body lies open in the fishermans yard
Like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips
One less soul in the soul cages
One last curse on the fishermans lips
These are the soul cages these are the soul cages
These are the soul cages these are the soul cages
Swim to the light swim to the light
He dreamed of the ship on the sea
It would carry his father and he
To a place they could never be found
To a place far away from this town
A newcastle ship without coals
They would sail to the island of souls

song performed by by Sting
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Some Prisons Don't Have Walls

As I walk down this busy street
I think about your leaving
How my life may never be the same
I know I should be planning ways
To enjoy this endless freedom
Losing you has put my heart in chains.
Darling, some prisons don't have walls
Your memory won't let me go at all
I found no way out since you've been gone
Some prisons don't have walls.
Every night I turn the tv on
To break the sound of silence
For a while it takes you off my mind
Just when I feel over you reality surrounds me.
There I am right back doing time.
Darling, some prisons don't have walls
Your memory won't let me go at all
I found no way out since you've been gone
Some prisons don't have walls...

song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Unconventional

What is
is what isn't,
isn't it?

Yes
entirely. Indeed,
in deeds money stays
green
against the black feeling

Time is on our side
are we fighting something?
You ask many
Questions
And when rivers flow
to outer waters
they
flow within
themselves
Being what stars
lit the path
in writing for
them to be

There is no problem
about the accident.

He was never
behind me
and I
see through your safe-guard,
windows.
Reboot such
thoughts across a field
of wild women
Just as if the first
Sin never happened
They are free from
Prisons
or
Free in prisons
Imprisoned in prison
creates prisms of
complex
No need-
Run, just run.

poem by Malcolm McGill
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Cages

cages are they things that hold animals
that dont want to be holded
or they things that help kids
that dont want to be molded
are they things that help tame the animal
or are they thingsthat people use to pain the animal
i say cages are what they are meant to be
so the animal may sit peacefully
on a home town trip of mine
yea thats mine
thats what i say cages are for
now its your turn
what is the square box with a gate a door

poem by Gary Morgan
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Release Them From Their Mental Cages

Release them from their mental cages.
And unlock and free them from their self inflictions.
Too much of their debris has created obstacles.
And those who are now awake,
And forgiving of their past mistakes...
Are being delayed to accomplish their missions.
By those insisting they have a fear...
Of making and creating their own footprints clear.

Release them from their mental cages.
And unlock and free them from their self inflictions.
Too much of their debris has created obstacles.
And healing with an uplifting done to their minds,
Is severely overdue!

Release them from their mental cages.
We have no desire to see them stampeded.
But a stampeding of them is what we will do!

'When you say, 'Release them from their mental cages.'
You speak of doing this 'figuratively' right?
Right?
As something done emblematically, right?
RIGHT?
Why don't you answer me? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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After the revolution, let us hope, prisons simply would not exist - if by prisons we mean places that could be experienced by the men and women in them at all as every place that goes by that name now is bound to be experienced.

quote by Barbara Deming
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What we Think of

Walking round our cages like the lions at the

Zoo,
We think of things that we have done, and things

we mean to do :
Of girls we left behind us, of letters that are due,
Of boating on the river beneath a sky of blue,
Of hills we cUmbed together — not always for the

view.

Walking roimd our cages Uke the lions at the Zoo,

We see the phantom faces of you, and you, and
you,

Faces of those we loved or loathed — oh every one
we knew !

And deeds we wrought in carelessness for happi-
ness or rue.

And dreams we broke in folly, and seek to build
anew, —

Walking round our cages like the lions at the Zoo.

poem by Frederick William Harvey
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Beyond Our Prison Walls

our prisons are too many
the penalties imposed upon us
are heavy

everything is passed from one mouth
to another
this prison of tradition
and what we have are just kettles and
ladles
a few spoons and some
crooked forks
some moldy fats of pork
and hardened bread like bricks
upon our walls and rooms

i am tired of those other prisons
handed to us and
well kept by our respect for what
is old

the mind is the prison
and thoughts and imagination are our wings to our well deserved freedom
we do not deserve this
weakness this self imposed defeat
we are not worms
we butterflies and all these fragile wings
shall take us
beyond the tops of molded hills
beyond us
our better selves
our very own proclamations that we are not the children and heirs
of gods
but that we too
are godly creatures with divinity in our hearts
our sacrileges tattooed on our skins and bones

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Carnival Of Sorts

There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel.
Diminish, a carnival of sorts.
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel.
Stranger, stranger to these parts.
Gentlemen don't get caught, cages under cage. Gentlemen don't get caught,
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town. Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
(repeat 1st verse and chorus)
Cages under, cages under, cages under cage.
Cages under, cages under, cages under cage.
(repeat chorus)
There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel.
Stranger, stranger to these parts.
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel.
Diminish, stranger.
(repeat chorus)

song performed by by REM
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Cage

Walking down the street do you stare at your feet and never do you let your eyes meet the freaks, The deadbeat addicts,
social fanatics, they're a dime a dozen and they carry guns
Halloween, every other day of the week
Living in a cage in the USA
Living in a cage in the USA
Holy smoke, somebody blew up the pope
Living in a cage in the USA
All around us the rules are changing
Taller walls and stronger cages
Nothing is sacred or too outrageous
Taller walls and stronger cages
What in the world is happening to the world?
What in the world?
Driving in your Mercades you think you're safe, but you're never safe in a world of hate with criminal minds with guns and
knives who say "gimme your ride or give your life"
Halloween, every other day of the week
Living in a cage in the USA
Living in a cage in the USA
Holy smoke, somebody blew up the pope
Living in a cage in the USA
All around us the rules are changing
Taller walls and stronger cages
Nothing is sacred or too outrageous
Taller walls and stronger cages
What in the world is happening to the world?
What in the world?

song performed by by King Crimson
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The New Cult King

In That Dream I Recall
Pieces Of Prisons
I'm Escaping
In The Next Big Religion
I Do The Cross Thing
The Cross Thing
Which Ever Way The Wind Blows
Your Mind In Time I'm Nine
Our Lives Unwind
We Find The Wine Red Or White
Like The Days Fade Away
A Cloud Of Smoke Blurred Eyes
You're Always Brighter In The Daytime
You Fight It After Midnight
It Just Seems To Me
It's Such A Joke Every
New Walk Thru Life
Just Inherits Christ
You Should Have To Prove Something First
Something First
Prove Something
You're A Godfiend
In That Dream I Recall
Pieces Of Prisons
I'm Escaping
>From A Black Hole I Crawl

song performed by by Mushroomhead from M3
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The Caged Bird Cries...

i do not know why a caged bird sings?
or shall it sing when caged?
or shall it cry instead?
i know cages, and i have met some birds,
i have seen birds on cages
and i have heard them sing on trees
i have listened them when caged
it is not a song, but a cry,
it is not a dance, but a struggle,
it is not a poem, but the saddest prose.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nothing's So Far Away (As Yesterday)

Another evening, the rain falling down
It's been a long time, since you've come around
A little laughter, and we had it all
It's so misleading, the things you recall
Turning the pages
We open the cages
Now I know that
Nothing's so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothing's so far away
Take a look at the person inside
You realize there is nothing to hide
I remember the things that we said
So very simple the lives that we led
Turning the pages
We open the cages
Now I know that
Nothing's so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothing's so far away
I recall how it used to be
And I can feel it, feel it surrounding me
Turning the pages
We open the cages
Now I know that
Nothing's so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothing's so far away
I recall how it used to be
And I can feel it, feel it surrounding me
Oh, nothing's so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothing's so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothing's so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothing's so far away as yesterday, wo, oh

song performed by by America
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I went down to post a letter

I went down to post a letter
Through the garden, through the garden.
All the lovely stars were shining
As I went.
They were free as I, unhappy
Only he to whom the letter
Must be sent.
Even stars forget the prisons,
Stars and clouds and moonlit waters,
I believe the wind would shun them
If it could.
He at least rebels, remembers
Dawn breaks eastward, where the prisons
Erstwhile stood.

poem by Lesbia Harford
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My Thoughts

Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.

Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within

Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.

Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing

Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.

Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.

Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish

That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.

In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech

It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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From Their High And Lofty Gilded Cages

Those giving their opinions,
From their high and lofty gilded cages.
Sitting on lakes in secure tall buildings,
Where the winter breezes blow...
On those crawling homeless,
On pavements below.
Are the last to be sipping with quips,
From behind insulated glass...
With insecurities they drown to numb,
By a doing done as if their thoughts...
To anyone matters.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Echoing Light

When I was beginning to read I imagined
that bridges had something to do with birds
and with what seemed to be cages but I knew
that they were not cages it must have been autumn
with the dusty light flashing from the streetcar wires
and those orange places on fire in the pictures
and now indeed it is autumn the clear
days not far from the sea with a small wind nosing
over dry grass that yesterday was green
the empty corn standing trembling and a down
of ghost flowers veiling the ignored fields
and everywhere the colors I cannot take
my eyes from all of them red even the wide streams
red it is the season of migrants
flying at night feeling the turning earth
beneath them and I woke in the city hearing
the call notes of the plover then again and
again before I slept and here far downriver
flocking together echoing close to the shore
the longest bridges have opened their slender wings

poem by William Stanley Merwin
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For Things That We Cannot Change

the establishment
is at it again
deaf ears
strong hands
stiff minds
hard bodies
resisting change
of the clenched fists
there they are again
on barb-wired fences
defining boundaries
of thoughts
exclusiveness shutting out
variations of the race
this is the political science
of exclusion
of prisons and walls
here they are again
at the emphasis of penalties
and fines
setting aside the art
of compassion
the fusion
the inclusions
this art of loving
and giving meaning
and welcoming whatever
differences
in colors and creed
the magnanimous
art of toleration
here we are again
back to the beginning of time
the age of
renaissance
the flowering of hope
the blooms
of thoughts

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nothings So Far Away

Written by dewey bunnell, bill mumy, and robert haimer, 1991
Found on encore: more greatest hits and highway.
Another evening, the rain falling down
Its been a long time, since youve come around
A little laughter, and we had it all
Its so misleading, the things you recall
Turning the pages
We open the cages
Now I know that
Nothings so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothings so far away
Take a look at the person inside
You realize there is nothing to hide
I remember the things that we said
So very simple the lives that we led
Turning the pages
We open the cages
Now I know that
Nothings so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothings so far away
I recall how it used to be
And I can feel it, feel it surrounding me
Turning the pages
We open the cages
Now I know that
Nothings so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothings so far away
I recall how it used to be
And I can feel it, feel it surrounding me
Oh, nothings so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothings so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothings so far away as yesterday, wo, oh
Nothings so far away as yesterday, wo, oh

song performed by by America
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