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Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.

quote by Emma Lazarus
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The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

poem by Emma Lazarus
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The Statue of Liberty is no longer saying, 'Give me your poor, your tired, your huddled masses.' She's got a baseball bat and yelling, 'You want a piece of me?'

quote by Robin Williams
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False Hope

Give me your tired. Give me your poor.
So many flocked to an elusive door
that enslaves the masses through endless war.
And that's not what they came here for.

They came for the ideals they believed were here.
They came with good intentions to a new frontier.
They worked with pride to persevere
and never in their minds did they adhere

to all of the scenes that are here today.
For the thought of what's happening in the USA
was fantasy that could never come their way.
And now that they're here they think and say.

'We escaped our past with hope in our eyes.
But our past followed us and it falsifies
the reason we came for we now realize
that what we believed turned out to be lies.

This country's not free and neither are we.
It's filled with corruption and tyranny.'
So the tired and poor have been made to see
that the Lady in the harbor cries incessantly.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Statue of Liberty

now the great lady
is weeping...
and the tired, the poor,
and the huddled masses
that came from the ends
of the earth...

to stand, to live, and
to be free...
are losing the ground
on which they stood...

the cracked bell sits in silence...

swords into plowshares
back to swords...
hands that once planted,
built, fixed, and loved...
are now fists!

the wounded lion pushed
into a corner,
throws back its head
and roars!

the fight for freedom
begins anew...

the eagle has fallen
from the sky!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Comfort Me

Wake me my lady
Dont let me sleep
Open my eyes
To the wonders you keep
Let me look at you
See how you shine
Ill fall in love
Like Ive done every time
Lay me in soft green grass
Down where the river runs
Under the mountain caps
Gold with the setting sun
Walk me along the bay
Beyond the verdant trees
Carry me with your grace
Forever comfort me
You walk on water
Searching the east
The souls of the masses
Pass at your feet
Looking up at you
Tears in their eyes
Fathers of fathers of fathers
Gone by
Walk me down old main streets
Ride me down rusty rails
Fields full of summer wheat
Peppered with rounded bales
Steeples where church bells ring
Lighthouses by the sea
Reach out through gathered storms
Faithfully comfort me
I am your tired
I am your poor in spirit
Yearning to breathe
Breathe, free
Breathe, free
Lay me in soft green grass
Down where the river runs
Under the mountain caps
Gold with the setting sun
Walk me along the bay
Beyond the verdant trees
Carry me with your grace
Forever comfort me
Walk me down old main streets
Ride me down rusty rails
Fields full of summer wheat
Peppered with rounded bales
Steeples where church bells ring
Lighthouses by the sea
Reach out through gathered storms
Faithfully comfort me

song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Free yourself...And Breathe

Think from that place.
Be in that space.
Make it yours...
And breathe.

Free all your doubts.
Toss your troubles out.
Open your windows...
Sniff the air,
And breathe.

Procrastinate.
It's not too late...
To free yourself.

Free yourself...
And breathe.

Think from that place.
Be in that space.
Make it yours...
And breathe.

Procrastinate.
It's not too late...
To free yourself.
Be yourself...
And breathe.
Be yourself...
Free yourself...
And breathe.

Free yourself...
And breathe.

It's not too late.
Be in that space.
Make it yours...
And breathe.

It's not too late.
Be in that space.
Make it yours...
And breathe.

Procrastinate.
Is not your fate.

Free yourself...
And breathe.

Procrastinate.
Is not your fate.

Free yourself...
And breathe.

Free yourself...
And breathe.

Free yourself...
And breathe.

Free yourself...
And breathe.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXXII: Tired

I'm tired of being rich
It doesn't give me challenge 

I'm tired of keeping famous
It doesn't give me freedom

I'm tired of being powerful
It doesn't give me passion

I'm tired of keeping strong 
It doesn't give me happiness 

I'm tired of being perfect
It doesn't give me satisfaction

I'm tired of keeping beauty
It doesn't give me security

I'm tired of being lucky
It doesn't give me dream

I'm tired of keeping smile
It doesn't give me honesty

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Free

Free
Everything's broken
But nothing really needs to be fixed
Everything I always say
I always contradict
Don't keep pushing me
Don't keep aching me
I know you love me, baby
But I don't want to know how
'Cause I want to be free
But there's still things I need
And I want to be free, oh, baby
Why's it so hard to understand me
I speak clearly
Just give me what I need
Oh, oh, no, no
Just give me what I need
Oh, yeah, oh
I'm tired of strangers always comin' 'round
I'm tired of all these favours
Cause I dont know what they're about
I've gotta get away, oh
From these conditions
Why can't I just love myself enough?
Instead of looking outside
For what I should have inside
I wanna live in a world with
No mirrors, no sizes, no consequence and no prizes
No past, no future, no ages, no losers
No hate, no desire, no fate
All these shackles that I tied myself down with
They're weighing me down
I wanna fly away, fly away from here, so far
Just give me wings
Oh, God, why's it so hard, to be free?
And I just wanna
Just wanna be free
And I wish I wish I didn't depend on your love
I wish I loved myself enough
Somebody once told me
"You can't take nothing, nothing but your deeds"
Im not proud of most of mine
That I still have a long way to find
And I'm going down that road so fast
I wanna be free, yeah, just
Just give me a ticket, baby
Oh, it's what I need
Take it all away from me
I wanna be, I wanna be free
Oh, oh, oh
And what if I gave up all those things that I need
That I think make me who I am
Why, yeah, oh
I'm so much love to give
We're all killing ourselves for
And you were late, can you relate
Would someone help me please?
Will someone help me, help me?
And I wanna be free, free, yeah
Oh, yeah, just give me what I need
I wanna be free

song performed by by Pink
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Tired Of Waiting

tired of waiting
I've been waiting up all night
tired of waiting
I've been waiting since midnight
tired of waiting
just to give you an insight
tired of waiting
I've half a mind to walk away
and half a mind to stay
I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of the lies, baby
too many broken promises
am I the only one who cares
I must be dreaming
are you for real today
oh, look at the bed we made
woe-betide the friends that I betrayed
god only knows the price I paid
you can't imagine
I gave you time and space
but love still leaves you cold, no time to waste
let me be your saving grace
I'm tired of waiting
alright
tired of waiting
hate to see you so uptight
tired of waiting
let me give you an insight
tired of waiting
with the benefit of hindsight
tired of waiting
when your father ran away to sea
he was running to be free
I know the feeling
'cause you put the hurt on me
I try so hard to compensate
all you do is make me wait
times are changing
you can lean on me

song performed by by Level 42
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Give It Up

Tired of keeping it,
Myself.
I'm seeking someone else,
To...
Give it up.

Give it up.

Tired of being the one,
To be keeping a list of pages with...
No one's name on it.
As 'if'...
I'm a bag of chips.
I'm tired of it!

And I'm...
Ready to give it up.
Tired of keeping my stuff 'cuffed'.
Yes!
Ready to give it up.
Give it up.
Give it up!

Feelings I've got enough.
To unlock and give up some stuff!
Ready to give it up.
Yes...
Give it up.
I'm...
Ready to give it up.
Give it up.
Ready to give it up!
Give it up.

Tired of keeping 'it',
Myself.
And I'm seeking someone else,
To...
Give it up.
Yes!
Give it up.

Tired of keeping 'it',
Myself.
With a letting of a someone else,
To...
Give it up.
Yes.
Give it up.
Yes.

Tired of keeping 'it',
Myself.
With a letting of a someone else,
To...
Give it up.
Yes.
Give it up.
Yes.
Tired of not getting my stuff touched.
And I'm ready,
To...
Give it up!
Ready to give it up!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Tired Of It All

I am tired of it all
I am tired of today
I am tired of the summer heat-
I am tired of all the years of trying to be something
And still being nothing and no one
I am tired of myself and my ambition
I am tired of reading the great poems of others
I am tired of Poetry
I am tired of being old
I am tired of no longer having the means to help those I care for-
I am tired of having written for so many years
And having so little to show for it-
I am tired of being an old man getting older -
I am tired of being afraid of what is going to happen to me
And those close to me
I am tired of having so many sick friends-
I am tired of having more and more people I have known who are dead
I am tired of a world in which violence and stupidity play such a great part
I am tired of all the problems that should have been solved years ago
And yet persist-
I am tired of cruelty
I am tired of rudeness and petty selfishness
I am tired of seeing the evil get away with it
I am tired truly tired
Tired of being tired also
Tired of myself and my complaints-
And my failure all these years
To make things right-

And yet and yet with all the tiredness
I know there is so much else even in myself-
I still want to live and dream and hope and help those I love
I still want to write still a few lines of poetry
that will be read by others
And help them
Dream to begin again
I still want to give to those I love
The little I still have to give
I still want to live
For life itself is life itself is still good
Despite the tiredness.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Tired Of Me

You say hold on to the reigns
I say let them go tonight
My brain waves
Confused between what is and aint
She cries groundless and free
.
Tired of the water
Tired of the wine
Tired of the future
Tired of time
Tired of the madness
Tired of the steel
Tired of the violence
Tired of me
.
Used steel
Used steel am i
What was pliable in love
Is now hard and crystallized
The intellect is fine
For counting money
And recalling times
That she cried,
Groundless and free
.
Hope is a letter that never arrives
Delivered by the postman of my fear

song performed by by Live
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Free At Last

Now I am trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give you insight might just change your life
Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last,
Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last,
Im free from fooling round wasting time,
Floating in this abyss of your dreadful love
Free is a feeling so high in the sky
Higher higher higher
Free from the quarrels unsatisfaction
Free from the false dream that you planted
In me with your submissive love
Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last,
Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last,
Now I am open like the sky
For the sun to shine and colors true
To find me blue
Oh what a joy to be free
Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last,
Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last,
Im free of cheating your poor heart at my own damn expense
The cost was heavy and it rent as a thunder cloud
A hurricane sure racked in my heart
Now the rain is gone and I am gone
Yes, I am moving on
Im free at last, Im free at last, Im free at last,

song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Blaming Poverty On The Poor

Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A, cheapest labor force

Poverty works, never ever unemployed
A much needed commodity to justify
White-collar crime classes
Teaching dastardly deeds—to procure monetary needs-
fostering avarice greed

Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A., cheapest labor force

Poverty creates jobs for those financing the societal
Institution of ya godda pay more taxes
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Look! what Enron did to those less fortunate
Blaming Poverty on the poor

Did not corporations want a billion dollar welfare check
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Blaming Poverty on the poor

Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A., cheapest labor force

No penance just punishment augmenting the pillar of economic pillaging
Poor people put in the pillory from the political pulpit

Poverty is prime property
Poverty pimps portrayed as political preachers purely punitive but polite
The pluralization of Poverty provides prestige of the patricians

Poverty, the promissory note from the bureaucratic infidel
The Truth will tell—the truth will tell
Poverty the patriotic prisoner on trial for treason

Copyright 2001

poem by Josephine DixonBanks
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Your Hero

The heroes of the masses they live for their renown
And the masses create their heroes and then drag their heroes down
And the masses are unpredictable they change from day to day
And some of their heroes like the Autumn flowers are quick to fade away.

Yet there are millions of unsung heroes and they live on every street
And every day a hero I feel privileged to meet
True heroes male and female yet by the masses unsung
The World is full of heroes of heroes old and young.

Some heroes of the masses are arrogant and proud
And their egos over-swollen from the adulation of the crowd
But give me the unsung heroes who go their own quiet way
Who out of the kindness of their hearts perform one good deed every day.

Many heroes of the masses are not heroes to me
Though every day I walk the street some true hero I do see
Your hero is chauffeur driven and drinks the most expensive wine
And you can have your hero but your hero isn't mine.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Sin City

Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free
CHORUS:
I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city
Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief
Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready,
Look out I'm coming in
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaigne on ice

song performed by by Offspring
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Battle Of Life

i no longer hide how i feel,
what you see is what you get,
i'm tired of hiding what need to be free,
cuz how is anybody going to know,
the real me, if i hide it under all of my emotions,
it can't be free, it time to let it out,
i'm don't want to hide,
what i want people to understand,
cuz underneath this hard shell,
there's a person who trying to break free,
there's a person ready for change,
she tired of following in somebody else path,
for once she wants to be who she is,
and fight the battles that come her way,
she tired of making excuses every step of the way,
of what she can't do,
but, if that what she let get in her way,
she will only be holding herself back,
from being all that she can be,
can't you see?
she just want to be free from what she has to go through,
but you can't really be free from it,
until you learn to face it with courage,
no matter how much she don't want to,
that the only way to win the battle,
that she been fighting for the last 7 months.
Copyright © 2009
6-14-09

poem by Mona Martinez
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I'm Tired

I'm tired of people messing with me
I'm tired of people treating me wrong
I'm tired of people saying I stank
I'm tired of people remembering the past
I'm tired of black people
I'm tired of stupid people
I'm tired of selfish people
I'm tired of being the target all the time
I'm tired of feeling sad
I'm tired of people thinking there better than everybody else
I'm tired of people not appreciating me
I'm tired of being tired
I'm tired of being tired
I'm just tired

poem by Shawanda Polk
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Land of opportunity, land for the huddled masses where would the opportunity have been without the genocide of those Old Guard, bristling Indian tribes?

quote by Edward Hoagland
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The Air That I Breathe

(hammond / hazelwood)
If I could make a wish
I think Id pass
Cant think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
Nothing to eat, no books to read
Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm, and tired
What more could I ask
Theres nothing left to be desired
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you

song performed by by Hollies
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