Marie Bateson
You observe the carven hand
With the index finger pointing heavenward.
That is the direction, no doubt.
But how shall one follow it?
It is well to abstain from murder and lust,
To forgive, do good to others, worship God
Without graven images.
But these are external means after all
By which you chiefly do good to yourself.
The inner kernel is freedom,
It is light, purity --
I can no more,
Find the goal or lose it, according to your vision.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Forgive Me My Lord...
If someday, I can not keep,
My temperament cool,
If someday, I happen to
Curse, a self-declared fool,
If I point my finger to them,
Forgive me my eternal Lord,
As a shepherd, you instruct, I
Can not drive them, homeward!
I know from my childhood-
Five fingers are not even,
A few are destroying purity,
The rest is near to heaven.
If I beg light for them,
They will attack my soul.
Darkness they prefer,
hell is their goal....
I can't spend my brightest,
Days after, this satanic self.
Rather, I'll brighten light,
For the rest and for myself.
Forgive me my Lord,
If I can't keep patience,
And lose my faith on them-
I fail to put them in essence.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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God's Fingers
the orange
when ripe
turns yellow
the yellow colour
is god's finger
pointing to its sweetness
the morn
comes with brightness
the brightness
is god's finger
pointing to the warmth
of the sun
so long i have equated
god with what he is not
that he speaks
with symbols
to find that
god's fingers
index fingers
are here, there and
everywhere
at the sea too
i hear him serenading
a song
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Means and The Goal
Peace is good as means than as goals.
Happiness too is good as means.
Life is the means and its end, the goal.
Means is more important than the goal.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who Will Stand For Morality?
we choose who
we worship
who we follow
in morality
in politics
in religion
in choices
self imposed
belief systems
we have freedom choice
to stand for purity light
for what is morally right
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Someone who is pointing his finger to another person is not always aware that the four remaining fingers are pointing in his direction.
Intuition
ladedada
ladedada
ladedada da dum
I'm just a simple girl
In a high tech digital world
I really try to understand
All the powers that rule this land
They say Miss J's big butt is boss
Kate Moss can't find a job
In a world of post modern fad
What was good now is bad
It's not hard to understand
Just follow this simple plan
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your intuition
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
ladedada
ladedada
ladedada da dum
You look at me
But you're not quite sure
Am I it or could you get more?
You learn cool from magazines
You learn love from Charlie Sheen
If you want me let me know
I promise i won't say no
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your intuition
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
You got something that you want me to sell
Sell your sin
Just cash in
You got something that you want me to tell
You'll love me
Wait and see
If you want me
Don't play games
I promise
It won't be in vain
Uh-uh-uh
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your intuition
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
Just follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your intuition
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your intuition
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
song performed by by Jewel
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Lost In The City of Freedom
Lost in the City of Freedom
I am as small as a thumb
My FAITH is as meager
as my pointer finger
But LOVE is great
And my middle finger is that great lover
Ring finger is the HOPE which
competes with love
Pinky finger of what I know is
Art, music and literature
is what I only have.
And sometimes it burdens me as a thumb
Each finger crawls its steps in the blinding sunlight
Dreams are all that is floating in my palm
The hand is lost in the City of Freedom
Though it just feels good and right
to be lost
in the City of Freedom.
poem by Mary Jesusa Villegas
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Would You Follow Me
(john kongos)
Would you follow me if I search for another life
Would you walk with me through the dark and the hungry times
If I said, Im gonna leave today
What would you do
Would you pack some things and come away too
Lose or win, thick or thin
Where would you like to be
Lose or win, thick or thin
Would you follow me
Would you follow me
Even though my dreams seem too far away today
Take a chance and
Stand by my side and
Lose or win, thick or thin
Where would you like to be
Lose or win, thick or thin
Would you follow me
Would you follow me
If I said Im goin away to join some revolution
Could you ever give up what they call the good life
Would you care to know what Im lookin for
And if I find it
Would you take note of the time, would you mind it
Lose or win, thick or thin
Where would you like to be
Lose or win, thick or thin
Would you follow me
Would you follow me
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Good Man
If you ever find a way to forgive me
And if you ever find a way to put this all to rest
Because Im hanging on your dress now like a little boy
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Alright
Right in the middle of another big fight
Pull back another one tonight
Ill never forget, but who protects the memories
When we bleed each other from the vein
And if you ever find a way to make this interesting
If I ever find a way to stop disintegrating
Into pieces that I was that you destroy
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Alright
Right in the middle of another big fight
Go to bed, its getting light out
Why do you, why do you, why do you always stop me on places when Im coming down
How do you do it when Ive overwhelmed by a violet sky?
We fly in a decaying orbit, 66,000 miles an hour goes by
When we kissed and only now do I feel your mouth
Like an ache you never knew
And it was right in front of you
Oh how do you do it? roots in the soil untangle
Releasing your sweet summer warmth, but still I recoil like mace
And all the little moments I pushed you away that I cant erase
Every moment overflows with power, 66,000 miles an hour
And if you ever find a way to forgive me
And if you ever find a way to put this all to rest
Cos Im hanging on your dress now like a little boy
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Alright
And all that you wanted
And all that you wanted
Was a good man
Was a good man, good man
Was a good man, good man
Was a good man, (was a good man) good man
Was a good man, (was a good man) good man
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Peace Equality Is Destiny Humanity?
we choose who
we worship
who we follow
in morality
in politics
in religion
in choices
self imposed
belief systems
we have freedom choice
to stand for purity light
for what is morally right
or to embrace
hedonism
self worship
dark soulless
demons
Satan’s spawn
decisions
which determine
an eternity
of light
or an eternity
of Satanic
exile damnation
will be resolved
beyond death
when judgement
sentences
both the righteous
and unrighteous
each to chosen
their own rewards
we reap what we sow
love compassion
conscience guide
those who
peace equality
would sow
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Forgive Me for Being So Good
Lord, forgive me for my pity
For the vagrant and the homeless.
I should have given them a home
Instead of indulging in my finer feelings.
Lord, forgive me for compassion.
What good are lotus flowers to the suffering?
If I deny myself, do I not deny others?
Their cravings will cease when I give them bread and potatoes!
But I was seduced by the purity of my thoughts!
Lord, forgive me for my guilt.
I felt guilty about my lust and anger
When I should have felt guilty about my insincerity and laziness.
Lord, forgive me for shrugging my shoulders.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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The principle we call self-love never seeks anything external for the sake of the thing, but only as a means of happiness or good: particular affections rest in the external things themselves.
quote by Joseph Butler
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Stepping out of the shadows..
Stepping out of the shadows to feel the warmth of the light.
To come to an understanding of leaving a lose/lose situation,
and yet feel victorious.
The heart slowing down... thoughts are getting focused. To only
understand the true love I have is called freedom.
The freedom to walk around without stumbling.
The freedom to feel the wind in my face.
The freedom to think about my short past, and my long future.
The freedom to enjoy my life with a view of clarity.
The freedom to count the milage on my long motorcycle rides.
The freedom to count on my friends and never fear.
The freedom to understand some peoples mistakes.
The freedom to walk away and never worry.
Into the light I walk..a new vision.. a new life.
poem by Nathan Charles
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If somebody's pointing a trembling finger at your pants and saying you shouldn't be doing that, follow that finger back, go up the arm and look at the head that's behind it, because there's almost always something fairly woolly in there.
quote by Jock Sturges
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In Their Own Sick Minds
They plan the deaths of and murder people they do not even know
Which causes me for to wonder how this can be so
In their own sick minds they write their own laws
Is Humanity not considered in their political cause
They murder people guilty of only one crime
To be in the wrong place and there at the wrong time
When they call themselves freedom fighters they have got it all wrong
A freedom fighter to their group would not wish to belong
They hardly would know what freedom is about
And their very sanity one has to doubt
To live free of fear is a basic Human Right
And even of such a freedom they do gladly make light
Of and they are a disgrace to Humanity of them one can say
And to Karma for their crimes a huge price they must pay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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War
(strong/whitfield)
Oh no-there's got to be a better way
Say it again
There's got to be a better way-yeah
What is it good for?
*war has caused unrest
Among the younger generation
Induction then destruction
Who wants to die?
War-huh
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War-huh
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Yeah
War-i despise
'cos it means destruction
Of innocent lives
War means tears
To thousands of mothers how
When their sons go off to fight
And lose their lives
I said
War-huh
It's an enemy of all mankind
No point of war
'cos you're a man
*(repeat)
Give it to me one time-now
Give it to me one time-now
War has shattered
Many young men's dreams
We've got no place for it today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But lord, there's just got to be a better way
It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
War
War
War-good god, now
Now
Give it to me one time now
Now now
What is it good for?
song performed by by Frankie Goes To Hollywood
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Knife
Slit and
Slither knife
Penetrate in phallic push
To perforate the pulse of tissues in the flesh
Slice a vein to drain the unsuspecting victim
E’er they bleed and plea
Their scream
Of death
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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murder murder
murder murder
murder
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Set it Straight!
Kill the Indian, keep the man
Love the fingers, lose the hand
Smile through my teeth with those glossy eyes
We need to set it straight not compromise
We need to lose ourselves to find a place to hide
Cause no one wants to find a suicide
Kill the pain by washing out the wound
Kill the son and the mom will follow too
They grew up in our world but they didn’t have a choice to choose
Freedom only rings for a lucky few
if it’s not you then it’s not you
Kill the lover and romeo will follow soon
Kill the mother and the baby will be doomed
You took their culture, you took their land
Kill the Indian, Save the man
poem by Mike Twine
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Wasnt Born To Follow
(gerry goffin / carole king)
Though Id rather go and journey
Where the diamond crescents glowing
Run across the valleys
Beneath the sacred mountain
And wander through the forest
Where the trees of leaves are prisms
That break the light of day into colours
That no-one knows the names of
And when its time
I go and wait beside
A legendary fountain
til I see your form reflected
In its clear and jewelled water
And if you think Im ready
You may lead me to the chasm
Where the rivers of our vision
Flow into one another
And Ill stay awhile
And wonder at
The myths that theyve created
And lose myself within it
Cleanse my mind and body
And I know at the moment
As I stand in that cathedral
I will want to dive in
The white cascading water, water, water
He may beg
And he may plead
He may argue with his logic
He can mention all the things Ill lose
That really have no value
Though I doubt that he will ever come
To understand my meaning
In the end hell surely know
I was not born to follow
I was not born to follow
I wasnt born to follow, no, no
I wasnt born to follow
I wasnt born to follow, no, no
I wasnt born to follow
I wasnt born to follow
Said i......
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Freedom
I used to think you understood
Taught me right and learnt me good
Made things simple for my brain
Told the truth and made it plain
But the implications I mistook
Until I found out whose side you took
And now with paper in my hand
Im beginning to understand
So this is freedom - {they must be joking}
They must be joking - {if they think its true}
So this is freedom - [i doubt their truth}
So this is freedom - {for me and you}
From the front page news to the interviews
Its sink the reds and left the blues
They pretend theyre differing points of view
But its only different shades of blue
But the implications I mistook
Until I found out whose side you took
And now with paper in my hand
Im beginning to understand
So this is freedom - {they must be joking}
They must be joking - {if they think its true}
So this is freedom - [i doubt their truth}
So this is freedom - {for me and you}
[guitar solo]
So this is freedom - {they must be joking}
They must be joking - {if they think its true}
So this is freedom - [i doubt their truth}
So this is freedom - {for me and you}
F.r.e.e.d.o.m.
They locked us up once
So theyll do it again
C.h.a.i.n.e.d.
They locked up my friends
Now theyre coming for me
song performed by by Housemartins
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