Gay Liberation? I ain't against it, it's just that there's nothing in it for me.
quote by Bette Davis
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My life has been a bit special, this is true. I participated in the liberation of my country. I was one of the organisers of its struggle for liberation. I likewise actively participated in all the struggles for liberation.
quote by Ahmed Ben Bella
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Women's liberation is the liberation of the feminine in the man and the masculine in the woman.
quote by Corita Kent
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On the other hand, one factor helps us that no other liberation struggle in this region could count on - our liberation front is characterized by relatively highly developed class forces, tested in political struggles.
It's as if we think liberation a fixed quantity, that there is only so much to go around. That an individual or community is liberated at the expense of another When we view liberation as a scarce resource, something only a precious few of us can have, we stifle our potential, our creativity, our genius for living, learning and growing.
quote by Andrea Canaan
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John Paul II made it clear that... liberation theology based on the teaching of Jesus Christ was necessary, but liberation theology that used a Marxist analysis was unacceptable.
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Words of liberation for my nation
Chains of slavery are still over my people.
Notorious minds still over power innocent minds.
What can free the black child, what can free my nation?
I ask in pain and suffering in the dark jail cells,
What can free me from mental slavery?
How to know right from wrong?
How to think free and build a free society?
The solution is in the words of liberation, the words of wisdom.
I write and recite a revolution, my revolution my poetry.
I do n’t need praises or worship but only recognition and understanding of the people to words of liberation, understanding of poetry.
I stand before you to present poetry,
I stand before you to present the words of liberation to my nation.
Poetry that builds, poetry that destroys.
Poetry that destroyed the impious minds of colonists in Rhodesia.
I speak of poetry that built freedom in South Africa.
When I speak of poetry I mean the true meaning of words.
Words of wisdom,
Words of freedom,
Words of liberation,
Words to free my nation.
The words of liberation to my nation
Words of liberation to free my generation
Poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry.
poem by zimi Nakeni
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And I guess what I would say is that we can't think narrowly about movements for black liberation and we can't necessarily see this class division as simply a product or a certain strategy that black movements have developed for liberation.
quote by Angela Davis
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It is not women's liberation, it is women's and men's liberation.
quote by Ruth Bader Ginsburg
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Liberation
I said, yes I’d like to be my real self
and yes I’d like to realise that I, er, am.. I think..
but when I see the word self-realisation
I reach for the ego in my holster..
right between the eyes. One shot. No mess.
he said, will you settle for liberation?
I said yes, that’s fine
he said well if that’s what you’re looking for,
there’s some bad news and some good news
the bad news is that the person that you think you are
will never find Liberation
the good news is that who you really are
has never known anything but freedom...
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poem by Michael Shepherd
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Mirror-Image
Exhibit found bliss
voyeur godhead selfhead
in mesmerization mirror
liberation femininity
need nurtured edits
spasmodically
as image insulates
intermittent fevered
tomorrow todays.
Self-poised thin lady
slipping into suit sizes
displacing previous occupiers
former fat spayed cats
as sexual equality
salvation seekers
conceptualize inhere
leaching liberation
displacement syndrome.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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In Your Fidelity With The Word
in your fidelity with the word
despite what mood you keep on siding with the word
giving it a face
and a soul
and a certain motion like the planets in their orbits
what then? what shall all these words reward you?
a story to tell? a poem that you can read for all of those
who are weary on the journey?
a novel to spend time with
or kill it since it bores you to death?
yes, i must ask, what shall this fidelity give you
as a reward for your affections
and loyalty to its nuances, moods, and context?
is it the liberation of your soul from the prison of doubt?
oh, you keep on saying you are free.
is it the liberation of your mind from the unpopularity of reality?
oh, you keep saying you do not need it.
is it the liberation of your body from the shackles of your organs?
mind boggling, why should my organs be my prison?
is it this prolix that keeps you bored?
or is it simply the questions that keep on growing
that keeps you alive?
are you more interested in the answers?
i am just asking. Are there answers?
my dear, at the end, there are only questions.
These are the realities of our world. The open mind
is the gift. It is the reward to your fidelity
of the bosom of the word.
kiss it then, and make love to the beauty of the
question mark.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Goat Convention
The goats held a convention.
“We want liberation! ”
They bleated boldly.
“I want to hear concrete suggestions”,
Advised the chairman gently.
“And tabula rasa”, he added.
The result, however,
Was only a long and silent pause.
Eventually though one goat rose
To say something.
He cleared his throat
And valiantly addressed the assembly:
“Our liberation and the struggle
To achieve equal rights go hand in hand.
So, in view of the fact
That men can wear goatees,
I propose that we goats also start
To wear manly fashioned beards”.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Liberation Day
from the shadows guards are watching towers to the skies fences stretch for miles plan it slow work in silence surmounting obstacles master patience leave nothing to chance give the signal send the code tomorrow is a go for liberation day keep a secret on your tongue the operations on its liberation day use the tricks of trade and barter gather up the keys open the locks hell will freeze before we fail and only god will know tonights the night tonight we go tracking dogs are at our heels and i will die before i kneel tonights the night tonight we go i know youre afraid of course i'm afraid
song performed by by Quitter
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A Saga Of Freedom Complete
How is freedom conceived?
How is freedom won?
Freedom
is won
by common
people
with sudden
instantaneous
veneration
sacred sacrifice
uncommon
courage
uncommon
passion
hero lineage.
What is the nature of moments of heroic conception?
How is freedom born?
Freedom costs
paid for in birth blood
courage labour fear
a confusing scary tale
a violent revolution time
for many caught within
conflict situations
surge tragic events.
Freedom is bright hope
dream of a better tomorrow
for ourselves our children.
What is freedom a liberation from?
Freedom is a liberation from greed.
Freedom is putting
the needs of many
before bean counting
profit
privileges
of a few
who can never
amass
enough wealth
or share prosperity
to enrich an entire
community,
city, nation
an entire world.
How can freedom stretch as an ideal to embrace all humanity?
Freedom is birthright stretching liberation.
Freedom
is stretching heart
stretching mind
giving
empowering
ordinary people
so that
they may
help others
and help
themselves
also.
How can freedom from fear anger revenge be attained?
Freedom liberation from emotional overload is attained in Holy Spirit.
Freedom from fear
anger revenge
freedom to hope
to love
to rebuild
to remain true
to self
to all humanity
against all odds
with faith
love of
humanity
raised up
as an ideal
to be aspired to.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wish Of A Soul Is Wish Of Nature I
To wish is natural, wish of a soul
is wish of soul of nature.
It is the basis of evolution of
souls. But any wish limited to
individual either ends in
temporary happiness or pain. Wish which is limited to
individual interest is binding
one!
Wish for the broader interest of
living being is rewarding.
But soul free of any wish is liberated.
Broad spectrum wish,
I like to call,
are surely help evolution.
Once I believe this and know,
I keep myself full of wishes, those wishes that will become
boon to
all worlds.
If my wish is not able to move
the immovable's heart,
then I am not in the way towards
liberation. In my opinion liberation of soul is
less important than love flowing
from heart that embrace all!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Love Let Go
Since I heard the whistle
Of a mournful midnight train
Sing a little duet
With a siren in the rain
The sang about true love
Between the damned and the devout
And right then for a moment
The fire in me blew out
And for a moment I felt my shackled heart unchained
It was right then... instant liberation
It was not long... but I was set free
It was release... for a moment love let go of me
Once I saw the moon rise
As the sun climbed into bed
They both shone on each other
'Til the sun blushed ruby red
And then a pair of swallows
Silhouetted cross its face
And my heart pirouetted
Through the twilight with their grace
And for a moment I was not a prisoner of love
It was right then... a little liberation
It was so quick... but I was set free
It was release... for a moment love let go of me
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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The Frown Of The Other Roses
Request: Please read this poem only after reading the one titled ' THE BLACK ROSES'.
The frown upon the faces of the other Roses
Disheartens me quite often, you know not.
But I am amused at the liberation of the Black ones
Around us and they never let a sigh out these days.
I rejoice at the tranquil and charming sight of many
A Garden of the Black Roses around your homes.
Your agonies and mine have died for ever as you know
The fragrance is the same as for all of them.
The Red Rose, the Lily, the Jasmine and the Hibiscus
Cast their eyes off me to make me feel annoyed.
Annoyances and embarrassments can never be felt
For my present has been re written by you all.
I salute your goodness in accommodating
All these flora of great identities in your gardens.
The liberation of these Black Roses has thus revolutionized
Your world of prejudices and done the work!
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Get Your Biscuits In The Oven And Your Buns In The Bed
(Kinky Friedman)
You uppity women I don't understand
Why you gotta go and try to act like a man,
But before you make your weekly visit to the shrink
You'd better occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
That's what I to my baby said,
Women's liberation is a-going to your head,
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.
Early every morning you're out on the street
Passing out pamphlets to everyone you meet.
You gave up your Maiden Form for Lent
And now the front of your dress has an air scoop vent.
Every single brakeman that's ever come along
Had a little woman always tellin' him that he's wrong.
Eve said to Adam, ?Here's an apple you horse?
And Delilah defoliated Samson's moss.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
That's what I to my baby said,
Women's liberation is a-going to your head,
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.
Mean-hearted harpies are breaking all the laws
Tearing up their girdles and a-burning up their bras,
Now the air is dirty and the sex is clean
And your coffee makes my hair turn green.
So damn emancipated in your mind and your body,
Gonna have to cancel all your lessons in karate.
If you can't love a male chauvinist
You'd better cross me off your shopping list.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
That's what I to my baby said,
Women's liberation is a-going to your head,
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Walk On Through
Ripping through your soul a desire to be out of control
--how does she feel tonight, tossing genders feeling out of sight
Trying to possess what her mother seemed to forget
--on a seesaw elevating, christian soul not hesitating
No need for education
--you liar, liar
Its time for liberation
--facing your fears
I know your name, and Ive see you
What youre gonna do so walk on through
I watched in colors, and I see you
What youre going through so walk on through
Walk, on through
Oh yes it seems like shes reading from some dirty magazine
--looking for exoneration, acts as though shes celebrating
Rising to the modern nation, cut down from observation
What I see I dont regret, Im not your tv .. tv pet
No need for education
--you liar, liar
Its time for liberation
--no looking back, no looking back
I know your name, and Ive seen you
What youre gonna do so walk on through
I watched in colors, and I see you
What youre going through so walk on through
Walk, on through
Listen, listen to my soul
Its what, what Ive come to be
Tell me, that you aint so cold
Ive got some individual, individuality now
No need for education
--you liar, your lies
Its time for liberation
--no looking back, no looking back no
You thrive on segregation
--facing your fears
I know your name, and Ive seen you
What youre gonna do so walk on through
I watched in colors, and I see you
What youre going through so walk on through
Walk
On walk
On through
song performed by by Uranium 235
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Cute Boring Love
She said what I was supposed to think
Thank God for freedom
Thank God for liberation
(She said) Now we are allowed to think
Now we are allowed to feel lust without cute boring love
But don't you ever just like me
Long for purity
Don't you ever
Get sick of our territories
What are you so scared of sister
What made you so afraid to feel
To chose a stone cold liberation
The one thing I hate most about me
Is the one thing you want to make your trademark
To feel lust without cute boring love
But don't you ever just like me
Long for purity
Don't you ever
Get sick of our territories
Don't you ever feel like glass
Fragile
song performed by by Blindside from Silence
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