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where do we go from here?
our lives controlled by mechanical arms,
that oppress and drive without conscience.
we've been fed for years on a steady diet
of lies, of half truths, of illusions.
and now the walls of the false kingdom
have come tumbling down...

we have been driven by fear to participate
in their unholy wars... by misguided images
of patriotism... by a graven image of what's
right and wring...

and we're not buying it anymore!

the American dream has crumbled... we're
jobless, homeless, desperate, and hungry!
maybe that's what it took to open our eyes!

they've taken away our hope of a future...
and even worse, our children's hopes. now it's
time for us to stand up and take it back!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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When The Walls Came Tumbling Down

On the first day of the first month in some distant year
The whole sky froze golden
Some said it was the aftermath of the radium bomb
While others told of a final retribution
A terrible revenge of the gods

But we understood the grand finale
Fulfillment of a prophecy told many years before
So all that was left was...

All the women were captured and chained
And national suicide was proclaimed
And New America fell to the ground
And all the children lay crippled and lame
But all the nations came together
In fear of the thought of the end
No more would we fight in the streets
No courage had we to defend

When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound

A blinding light the sun had died
A new moon took its place
Tidal waves and open graves the fate of the unhuman race
The city's heart no longer beats no pity have I left to lend
A sinner sits reciting Dylan it's now that I welcome the end

When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound

song performed by by Def Leppard from On Through The Night
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Freedom, Stand Back!

freedom and capitalism
are not the same thing....
neither are justice
and capitalism!

you say it's un-American
to protest against Wall Street,
and the money system.

i say it's un-American
for millions to go jobless,
homeless, and hungry....

while you pad your pockets.

you got rich by the
sweat of our brow....
you need to stand back,
and look at the truth....

before it knocks you down!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Truth Are Lies.. Lies Are Truth..

speak your truth from your quivering lips
but also your lies comes through them..
your half lies are also your half truths
yet your half truths are also your half lies
what shall you talk about them if your thruth are your lies
and your lieas are your truths
then this world would be filled of noise
being lies and being the truth
until all of us will be lost
what to believe and follow
will it be the half lies
or the half truths?
which one is to choice
the truth is yours but also are the lies..
so let us all live with he truths and the lies
within our hearts within our minds
till we are lost in a maze of half lies and half truths

poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Free!

free!
free to be hungry!
free to be homeless!
free to be underpaid!
or worse, free to be unemployed.

free to be sick without care!
free to be the object of racial prejudice.
free to be oppressed by the 'haves'!
free to be subjugated to unholy wars!

free to be lied to!
free to be used!
free to be American!
free!

'freedom's just another word
for nothing left to lose! '
kris kristofferson

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Drive

Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I cant help but ask myself how much Ill let the fear take the wheel and steer
Its driven me before, it seems to have a vague
Haunting mass appeal
Lately Im beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel
Whatever tomorrow brings, Ill be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, Ill be there, Ill be there
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive, oh oh
Its driven me before, it seems to be the way
That everyone else get around
Lately, Im beginning to find that when I drive myself, my light is found
Whatever tomorrow brings, Ill be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, Ill be there, Ill be there
Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive
Whatever tomorrow brings, Ill be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, Ill be there, Ill be there

song performed by by Incubus
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Pepper Spray

would you pepper spray your children?
you've fouled the air they will breathe
for the rest of their lives.....
you've fouled their drinking water,
or sold away the rights.
you've cut down their forests,
driven their animal friends to extinction....
carbon, smoke filled, oil spilled,
coal dust, radiation leaked.....

you've taken away their chances for education....
taken back the aid... left them on the streets,
or worse, sent them off to fight your greed wars...
let them get strung out on dope,
sent them to prison... let them fall
between the cracks....

you taught them your morality....
but your actions have taught them hatred,
fear, prejudice, take what you can get....
you've piled up debt that you're leaving for them....
you sold their chances for employment....
you've fed them lies until...

their eyes open, they just say no,
they've had enough.....
sitting quietly in a firm and well thought
act of protest.... you pepper spray them!
why did you have children to start with?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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The List!

i came to age
in the land of Nixon,
and J Edgar Hoover....

when if you even breathed
the truth you made the lists,
the lists that no one saw!

from the America of LBJ,
the slaughter of the Kennedys',
and Martin Luther King....

and open war on the students
at Kent State who dared to stand....
against an unholy war....

civil rights, flag burnings,
draft card burnings....
women's rights, and change....

that we didnt finish....
now our own children stand
up in protest against a way

of life that isnt living....
and again the police
and the riot squads....

will there be lists this time?

unholy.....unholy........unholy
wars.. .....lifestyles.....'justice'!

put me on the list!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Zero Hour

A lost age of forgotten dreams
Reflections in a broken mirror
Hiding the images of hway might have been
Time stands still as the glass water shatters
Beneath the strain of humanity's dying voice
No hope, no fear, no choice
Lost hope, one fear, last chance
Welcome to zero hour
The gods look on, desperate to comprehend
The moment it all failed
Their tears fall to the earth
Polluted with humanity's sins
And they close their eyes
Their children have lost their way.
No hope, no fear, no choice
Lost hope, one fear, last chance
Welcome to zero hour
Time begins anew, the gods awaken
>From their sleep
And with it a new dream
Like the Phoenix we are reborn from the
Ashes of the past
The choice is ours, a new dawn, a new hope,
A new age
As we begin at zero hour.

song performed by by Quo Vadis
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Lost Passion

Welcome hello, please take your seat
We leave now for a trip- in hell
Now we can start especially for you- join us now!
Shattered dreams, in shattered faces
Crawling off the stage
Forgotten heroes lost their passion, many years ago
Time after time in your life
Youre burning your world of illusions
Tearing your conscience apart
Lost passion
Now you can see, you can see what it means
To come to a world of lies, all such lies
Think about your destiny- the love you found
Was it just a dream, just a dream
Shattered dreams, in shattered faces...
Time after time in your life
Youre burning your world of illusions
Tearing your conscience apart
Lost passion- lost passion
Time after time in your life
Youre burning your world of illusions
Tearing your conscience apart
Lost passion- lost passion- lost passion
Solo
Time after time in your life...

song performed by by U. D. O.
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If Nothing Changes

If nothing changes, then nothing changes.
We will merely repeat our history,
Ignorantly observing how life is
Damned by reveling in the past's glories.
We will watch ourselves rot and stagnate
As we stand in a stationary place.
We will watch the same thoughts saturate—
No matter what difficulties we face.
Wars will be ceaseless—each city destroyed—
And children will never learn to have pride.
We will remain hungry and unemployed,
Living listless lives worse than suicide.
If nothing changes, then neither we will we.
There will be no future for you or me.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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Pledge Of Allegiance

if i stand
with my hand on my heart
and recite anything...
it will be me
naming the names:
of the homeless,
of the jobless,
of the hungry,
of those abused
by the justice system,
of those 'forgotten'
by our political system,
of the underpaid,
the under valued,
the stressed out,
of the common people
of this country.

therein lies my allegiance!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Wanderer

It was a taxidermal view
thousands of fawns on the lake.
Can you handle the die-off
of the whole truth?
I have nowhere to go. Genes are
turning on, turning off. Bare hands
holding the bruises.

Hungry, but cannot eat
looking at the tattoos on the back of
starving children.
I am sick these days in the midst of glory
and shame. Faithlessness is a prize
wrapped by shadows. The snakes
are climbing on the walls.

Human things, like chimps
kissing and hugging to calm down.
in memoriam of a lost tribe.
The body of a chaste god
lies buried under the debris of unholy secrets.
Homeless I wander, beneath the high sky.

poem by Satish Verma
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No Reason to Believe

black and white print, rain wet papers.
the liturgy of the movers and shakers.
the angry rant of the homeless on the streets,
while the elite still sleep on satin sheets.

sell your mothers and daughters on the corner.
sell your sons to the wars in foreign lands.
learn to hate, to use, and to destroy...
bow down to your gods made in the image of man.

there's no reason to believe when you're hungry.
when you're down on the bottom, nowhere to go.
the law of liberty becomes the law of survival.
you gotta pay for all the seeds that you sow.

the cash register rings, another soul disappears,
and the soldiers of oil have already won
while the children down in the project,
become users armed with hatred's guns...

chase away the migrants, your fields are empty.
leaving your fruits to rot on the ground.
put your thinkers in jail and burn the books,
but the walls of your kingdom are burning down.

there's no reason to believe when you're hungry.
when you're down on the bottom, noiwhere to go.
the law of liberty becomes the law of survival.
you gotta pay for all of the seeds that you sow.

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Of Course Im Lying

Her name was julie
When she took me on a ride in her old chevrolet
Straight into a dusty sundown
I knew she was gonna make up one of her stories
And then she couldnt believe that I told her
How much I love her lies and how much I love her games
Riding on the highway
Youre going much too far
Youre lying so much better
When you drive a car
Youre lying til the sundown
So look into my face
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying
I love your games
I love your lies
I love your games
Look in my eyes
Dont believe Im worried
When youre playing all these games
I love your lies just hold me tight
I got no one to blame
Youre lying, Im buying
Im buying every word
I love your lies
I love your games
Take me to the ballroom
Were dancing through the night
Im in your arms, I love your lies
They make me feel so light
Youre lying to your shadow
So look into my face
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying
Julie stopped her car
The sun had gone and left one of these dark red skies
She looked in my eyes and with a smile in her face she said
Of course Im lying.
But I think I love you.
Take me on the highway
Youre going much too far
Youre lying even better
When you drive a car
Youre lying til the sundown
So look into my face
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying (I love it)
Youre lying
I love your games
I love your lies
I love your games
Look in my eyes
Take me in your arms and hold me tight just for tonight
I need no drugs I love your lies
You hide me from the night
Youre lying, Im buying
Im buying every word
I love your lies
I love your games

song performed by by Yello
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Of Course Im Lying

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American Flag

i've had mixed feelings
about the American flag
ever since they lowered it
for President Kennedy...
it took a beating during
the civil rights movement.
and then there was Vietnam,
all the atrocities, the lies,
the wasted deaths...
the marches, the protests,
the Kent State killings...
and the flag was burned
in anger, and i understood
the anger
and now the corporate takeover,
the loss of human rights,
the loss of dignity, and hope
how many deaths does it take?
JFK, Robert Kennedy, Martin Luther King
forty thousand plus in Vietnam
how many in the lying oil wars
in Iraq and Afghanistan?
how many homeless and jobless
does it take?
how many migrant workers treated
like animals?
how many old people have to lose
the benefits they've worked for?

and i think back to my old hero,
Thomas Jefferson what would he say?
maybe something like this:
'the real American flag isnt made of cloth,
it's drawn on the backs of the American workers.
male and female of all races and religions,
the people that built this country
the heart blood of this country.
when you put these people down
with your greed, your lies, your apathy
then you lower the flag.
and it can never be raised again
till all Americans walk heads up together
with hope till all have an equal opportunity
to live and be in freedom
until such day you have no flag! '

poem by Eric Cockrell
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These Are (My Children)

standing in line at the mission,
they're ladeling bowls of steaming soup.
the winter wind whips down
between the buildings like a knife...
pulling tattered coats tight hunching.
and i can hear Shantideva whisper,
his hand on the ladel...
his body the meat of the soup,
his blood the broth...
'these are my children! '....

they walk in long staggered lines,
refugees from the bombing...
hungry scared children clinging,
afarid to lose sight of...
what's left of their families.
nothing behind, and nowhere to go,
not on any side...
and i can hear Jesus whisper,
His life the torch that lights the way,
His body the shelter against the night,
His blood the water, His hands stir the rice...
'these are My children! '....

the addict shivers, strung out and desperate...
the homeless family huddles in the car.
the young prisoner sleepless with the fear,
the old man going hungry feeds his bedridden wife...
the jobless young father begs to pick up trash...
and i know beyond all doubt,
my body, my soul, my spirit...
the wind that hears their cry.
'for these are my children! '...

poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Future Is The Children's

The future is the children's and I am of the past
And I too had my young years but nothing ever last
On looking back the Seasons how quickly the years have gone
Old age is fast approaching and the clock ticks on and on.

The future is the children's the children of today
They have the gift of youth with them though youth with them won't stay
On looking back decades from now when time has left them slow
They will wonder as I do where did the years to go.

The years are catching up one me and time has left me gray
And the future is the children's that would be true to say
The people in their sixties are running out of time
And few of them will be living when today's children are in their prime.

The future is the children's and to them alone belong
And those who will tell you differently have somehow got it wrong
But the hands of time keep turning and time on none does wait
And all of us are branded with an invisible use by date.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Wasting Love

Maybe one day Ill be an honest man
Up till now Im doing the best I can
Long roads, long days,
Of sunrise to sunset, sunrise to sunset
Dream on brother while you can
Dream on sister I hope you find the one
All of our lives covered up quickly by the tides of time
Spend your days full of emptyness
Spend your years full of lonliness
Waisting love in a desperate caress
Rolling shadows of nights
Dream on brother while you can
Dream on sister I hope you find the one
All of our lives covered up quickly by the tides of time
Sands are flowing and the lines are in your hand
In your eyes I see the hunger
And the desperate cry that tears the night

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No Longer Free

angry people standing up,
marching, joining hands....
the taste of the lie,

gone bitter.
unholy wars,
corporate greed....

slavery rears its ugly head,
taking different forms.
greed takes the future,

and barters for oil.
the hands of the masses,
empty and hungry!

those who stood silent
and took it all without a whimper,
now have had enough!

while the barkers yell,
it's un-American, it's wrong!
counting back change

into the beggars cups.
the threat of the new wave
of Mccarthyism fear

beats protestors with billy clubs,
and gases young girls!
and the anger grows,

the anger grows....
the calloused hands of
working men and women,

clenched tight, preparing
for the fight... the last stand
of liberty in this land....

no longer free!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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When The Walls Came Tumbling Down

Freedom, Stand Back!

Truth Are Lies.. Lies Are Truth..

Free!

Drive

Pepper Spray

The List!

Zero Hour

Lost Passion

If Nothing Changes

Pledge Of Allegiance

Wanderer

No Reason to Believe

Of Course Im Lying

Of Course Im Lying

American Flag

These Are (My Children)

The Future Is The Children's

Wasting Love

No Longer Free

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