I Believe.... (Chant One)
i believe...
that all men and women
are created equal...
equal in worth, dignity,
authority, and sacredness.
that wars, for any reason,
are wrong...
that they constitute murder.
that any government
that oppresses the many
for the good of the few,
should be overthrown!
in nonviolent protest,
and the way of the peacemakers.
that the earth,
and all living beings,
are sacred.
that prejudice is murder,
that the faces of god are many...
and that many,
from various traditions,
have felt the presence of god.
that the path we're called
to walk is individual.
that all true paths are based in compassion.
that the way to truth
begins within...
that we are called to listen,
to get involved, to care,
to offer a helping hand.
that we have an inherent need to love,
and to be loved.
and that whom we love
is our own choice!
that every day we evolve...
that death is a beginning...
that hunger is a sin
against the face of humanity.
that justice should be the same for all.
and that love has a body!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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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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Gives A Damn!
the day i changed
my last name to 'gives a damn',
that's when the trouble began!
why does it make people so mad
when you speak the truth?
and why so uncomfortable
when you admit your mistakes,
take off your mask and stand naked,
revealing that you're human?
and why the anger
when you treat everyone the same?
no favorites, no elite, no righteous!
no political agenda, no religious fervor,
no attempts to convert....
no need to lead or follow,
always walking beside!
equal in suffering, equal in needs,
equal freedom, equal dignity!
anti-war, and anti any government
that abuses, neglects, or terrorizes...
believing that God lives within
every living being,
not in churches, temples, or mosques....
thus believing that all life is holy,
that all beings are sacred!
'gives a damn', and always will!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Thieves Like Us
Ive watched your face for a long time
Its always the same
Ive studied the cracks and the wrinkles
You were always so vain
Well, now you live your life like a shadow
In the pouring rain
Oh, its called love
Yes, its called love
Oh, its called love
And it belongs to us
Oh, it dies so quickly
It grows so slowly
But when it dies, it dies for good
Its called love
And it belongs to everyone but us
Ive lived my life in the valleys
Ive lived my life on the hills
Ive lived my life on alcohol
Ive lived my life on pills
But its called love
And it belongs to us
Its called love
And its the only thing thats worth living for
Its called love
And it belongs to us
Its called love
Yes its called love
Oh, love is found in the east and west
But when love is at home, its the best
Love is the cure for every evil
Love is the air that supports the eagle
Its called love
And its so un-cool
Its called love
And somehow its become unmentionable
Its called love
And it belongs to every one of us
Its called love
And it cuts your life like a broken knife
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Murder The Government
I wanna see the constitution burn
Wanna watch the white hourse overturn
Wanna witness some blue blood bleed red
I wanna tar and lynch the kkk
I wanna pull and shoot the nra
I wanna pay the lobbyists to kill themselves
I wanna dose the dea
I wanna join the cia (not really)
Murder the government, murder the government
Murder the government, and then do it again.. yeah
Murder the government, murder the government
Murder the government, and then
Murder the government
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If (A Buddhist Poem)
if all living beings are by nature Buddha,
then how can we designate worth to one,
and no worth to another?
what makes us think we have the right
to choose?
if all a baby understands are nipple, light,
darkness, and being loved... have we grown
wiser?
if a faithful dog follows us till the day he dies,
only asking to be fed and loved, giving
unconditional love in return...
who is the real master?
if we spend all of our lives in the pursuit
of money and possessions, ... do we own
them, or do they own us?
what happens to them when we die?
if we love someone so much that
we're afraid to let go.... do we really
love them?
if we have food to eat, and a place to sleep...
what else do we really need?
if we have food to eat, and a neighbor
is going hungry... how can we eat?
if prejudice is born of fear... what are we
afraid of? ... them, or our own selves?
if killing is wrong, and war is killing...
why do we keep marching to those infernal
drums, like sheep being led to slaughter?
if all living beings are by nature Buddha...
then how can we not care? ... how can we
use, abuse, and discard? ... how can we
turn our backs and walk away?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Truth About War
all wars are wrong!
war is killing masked in ideals.
most of the people killed
in wars are not soldiers,
- often women and children.
we dont have the right to invade,
to conquer, or to mold other countries.
we dont own them!
we dont even own the earth
we're living on.
killing is wrong.
all of life is sacred.
we dont have the right
to take another's life.
we dont have the right
to play God...
we're not even very good
at being human.
fear, insecurity, greed...
no matter what the propaganda,
it's all lies!
the act of war is
the act of murder....
democracy doesnt take by force...
it allows human choice to prevail.
war is the machine of the soulless,
peace is a conscious decision!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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From The Desk Of A Renegade Socialist... (Chapter 33)
morning breaks, that they have not taken
from us, for they do not know how.
and all the weary stripes of the night,
the marks of turmoil, the blood stained
sweat, the blow of grieving spirits, and
the weight of the anger, are for a moment
lifted. yet the scars remain.
coffee makes in small apartments, in trailer
parks, in welfare housing, in soon to be
foreclosed houses, in run down diners, in
farm houses, in alone, stinking alone, wanting,
needing, hoping against hope dwellings of the
common all across America.
teachers laid off, or underpaid, in book burning
banning ignorance.... firefighters who cant make
it on what they make. minimum wage cashiers,
nurse's aides, trash collectors..... without a chance.
angry lost kids who need education forced into
military service or prison.
human rights violated, or taken. free speech an
illusion. and the hatred, always the fearing,
discriminating, condemning hatred that they push,
on tv, in the news, propaganda, clothed often in religion
or morality... all to keep us divided, and so not a
threat to their kingdom.
the drug of distant success, keep your eyes on your wants,
what we tell you you should want... turn your face
from your neighbor, take care of yourself.
but our consciences know better. our hearts know
differently. our souls demand the truth. and the truth
is we are one!
one race, the human race. one family, humanity. equal
in the need for dignity, for respect. equal in sacredness.
men and women equal in value. all religions, all languages,
all colors of skin, equal!
and now begins the work of breaking down the barriers,
of extending hands, of breaking the glass of ignorance,
of getting involved.
of assuming the responsibility that is already ours. of
walking naked in the light. of being human. of listening,
and daring to learn from each other. of exploring doubt
in search of the truth. of admitting i dont understand,
the first step of understanding. of knowing the face of
god in every living being. for there is no deeper holiness.
again, of being human.
stand up, and walk! wake up, and live!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace of Mind
Living in a world of greed
Seeing so many I know in need
Where's the hope and helping hand
When will we all take a stand
Laughing at the one's in woe
how could we ever sink so low
with out love or compassion
we are only living in sin
deep inside our heart we're scared
Never going where they've dared
Listen to the propaganda
Just like some old docile panda
Are we humane beings at all
Why don't we hear the clarion call
Of a society that bleeds
From the wars upon our seeds
Charity begins right here
In our reach, and In our ear
listen to the chime of sighs
Of the babies as they cry
In their hunger and their plight
In the quiet of the night
As there parents rest their heads
In a shelter, with no bed
The richest nation so they say
Lacking the heart to simply pay
for the rights of all of those who die
From lack of work and a home, oh my
Spending trillions to bailout banks
Can't find a penny to feed it's ranks
Forcing the many to stand in lines
To beg and plead and hold up signs
So when you go to church to pray
and place some cash as you tithe your way
remember what the philosopher said
with out some love we may as well be dead
I cry
From the lies
We allow
To be
Our reality
Peace of mind
May we find
a sign
of innovation
so sublime
to give
and to care
for those needing
Bleeding out there
Tonight!
For once,
Let's do something right!
And fight
For what we know is so right
Good night!
poem by Talile Ali
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Premeditation
Oh blade you'll warm tonight!
Awash in crimson-purple flows,
Your sheen will dull with aching flesh:
Palpating anatomic mounds
Caressing, dancing, writhing round
Your metal form-
Whetted ‘gainst a lonely bone,
Then to probe the pounding, begging heart.
And all the while the prey will howl
Before they crumple; greet the mud-
A taut and unbelieving jowl
Will open out for giving blood-
A vent from down below,
Once a brutal show
Of metal in the man.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Nothing Greater Than Love
(9/9/12)
There is nothing greater than love
Not the earth, the moon, the stars above
GOD decided to make the heavens and the earth
To be there when to man he would give birth.
All that he made - he knew was good
But he had to give something to man
That would be understood.
He gave it time for man to adjust to all that he had given
But needed something for them- to make life worth living
That is when he gave us his son
Greater than that - there could be none.
But with that greatness there was still something
That he had to give man "so he created love".
His son was the first to fully understand
What love was about
and held his father in his heart
Of that there is no doubt.
All trials and errors that he had been put thru
Could not shake the love that he had for his fellow man
Which is something that we've learned to understand.
From his GODLY father to his earthly parents
Who loved him more than life
Had made many a sacrifice.
JOSEPH took MARY his virgin wife
Because of an angel who showed him the light.
It may have been hard for him to accept that fact
But the love for GOD took care of that.
This was the beginning of infinite love
Created by GOD above
And showed through his only son
Who would affect everyone.
In his eyes there were no bad people
Just misled people, and with each of his steps
He turned it around - and in the streets
His followers could be found.
Because of this we learned that other things
Go hand in hand with love
We learned compassion, forgiveness, hope, and faith
And to truly love "this is what it takes".
Now I ask you this "look at the life you live"
Is there love in your heart?
I may not have it all, but I'll pick up
Everything that falls
And spread the love that GOD has given
And make my life "truly worth living".
© L.RAMS
poem by Louis Rams
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As You Destroy Me
What you haven't done for me is a longer list than what you have
it hurts so bad but it's the sad truth
so as you destroy me, as you sit up in your 3 story beach house
remember that your home is filled with the anger, remorse, and regret of your mistakes
its insane to say or even explain your favoritism
though you think you don't have it
its a shame to say that because of the way you treated me i cried myself to sleep most nights thinking life isn't worth living
because you called me stupid, i will never graduate
because you never believed in me, i will never succeed
i used to think that deep down you had to love me because you created me
i used to believe you when you said you were teaching me right from wrong
but if you wanted to do that then you should have taught me to love my kids
ALL OF THEM
does it ever cross your mind that the things you say bleed through my eyeballs constantly
do you ever stop to think 'its been 3 years maybe i could say i love you too'
it wont surprise me at all that when i make it big you'll be at my doorstep expecting half
but even after everything you put me through
i still want to buy that house you always wanted
i have to be a good person in order to succeed
and the only difference between you and i is when i said 'i love you' i meant it
as you sit in that lonely room in that lonely house i wonder if you repented
you taught me to never trust, to be afraid of love and be loved
you taught me nothing stays forever
you taught me wrong instead of right
you taught me how to be miserable
and though none of these are good things
What you have taught me is now equal to what you haven't
it hurts so bad but its the sad truth
so as you destroy me, as you sit in that 3 story beach house
remember that your home is filled with the anger, remorse, and regret of your mistakes
i knew from jump either my heart or yours wasn't in the right place
it just so happened that it wasn't mine in the wrong... but yours
and though i forgive you with all my heart and soul
i can never forget
because when you broke me someone else taught me what it felt like to be complete
TRUE, you destroyed me
but i guess now i can never be defeated.
poem by LaTrina Jae LaTrina Jae
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My Love
My love is warmer than a smile
My love gives to every needing child
If anyone should ask you who's my true love
Tell them my love true
Is ever letting all their love come through
My love sees love with not a face
And lives to love through time and space
If all of everything about my love
Fits to the tune of you
Then you can say that you are my love too
(1st chorus)
Let my love shine through out the world
To every mountain top and steeple
Let it be felt by every soul
'Til love's all over
Let it reach out to every heart
To every disenfranchised people
'Til it is present and no more
Is pain all over
Our love sees love's the key to peace
We'll pray 'til all world wars have ceased
Should you or anyone you know enough
To say they feel as we
Then let our universal song be free
(2nd chorus)
Let our love shine through out the world
To every mountain top and steeple
Let it be felt by every soul
'Til love's all over
Say words of love to all we see
To rich and poor for love is equal
Let us lift up humanity
Spread love all over
Let all its forces join as one
So to rebuke all signs of evil
Through every valley, land and sea
Our love's all people
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Meat Is Murder
Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder
And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
Its death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder
And the calf that you carve with a smile
Is murder
And the turkey you festively slice
Is murder
Do you know how animals die ?
Kitchen aromas arent very homely
Its not comforting, cheery or kind
Its sizzling blood and the unholy stench
Of murder
Its not natural, normal or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour
Of murder
No, no, no, its murder
No, no, no, its murder
Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ?
song performed by by Smiths
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Meat Is Murder
Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER
And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
It's death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER
And the calf that you carve with a smile
Is MURDER
And the turkey you festively slice
Is MURDER
Do you know how animals die ?
Kitchen aromas aren't very homely
It's not "comforting", cheery or kind
It's sizzling blood and the unholy stench
Of MURDER
It's not "natural", "normal" or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour
Of MURDER
NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
Oh ... and who hears when animals cry
song performed by by Morrissey
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Love & Compassion
I used to think love was a dying art
Compassion couldnt live within a crowded heart
I saw my freedom in a poor mans eyes
Hope like a light, will to survive
A sense of dignity to hold up high
These are the simple things
That keep us all alive
And though the rich buy power for a time
One thing that money cant buy
Chorus
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Thats what it takes
(give love...youre gonna feel love...
Ooo... feel love... youre gonna give love)
One night when I was feelin all alone
I saw a shadow walking in the danger zone
I knew that I would have to make a choice
Hunger in my heart, hunger in my spirit
We wont be free until we equalize
The price of power to the price of every life
And though I know its gonna take some time
Someday were all gonna find
Love and compassion
(onlv) love and compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Thats what it takes to relate
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
(oniy) love und compassion
Thats what it takes
(give love... ooo feel love... youre gonna
Feel love... if you give love)
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
(only) love und compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
Love and compassion
Someday were gonna find it
Oh when I was alone
And I reached out for more
I just opened my eyes
Love und compassion
I know it will take some time
But you know were gonna make it come true
Love and compassion
All my love and compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
All my love, all my love und compassion
Someday, someday were gonna find it, realize it
Take some time to give
Love und compassion
Hope iike a light, and a will to survive...
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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We hold these truths to be sacred and undeniable that all men are created equal and independent, that from that equal creation they derive rights inherent and inalienable, among which are the preservation of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
quote by Thomas Jefferson
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Intrigue
THOU art my love
And thou art the peace of sundown
When the blue shadows soothe
And the grasses and the leaves sleep
To the song of the little brooks
Woe is me.
Thou art my love,
And thou art a storm
That breaks black in the sky
And, sweeping headlong,
Drenches and cowers each tree
And at the panting end
There is no sound
Save the melancholy cry of a single owl
Woe is me!
Thou art my love
And thou art a tinsel thing
And I in my play
Broke thee easily
And from the little fragments
Arose my long sorrow
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art a weary violet
Drooping from sun-caresses.
Answering mine carelessly
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art the ashes of other men's love
And I bury my face in these ashes
And I love them
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art the beard
On another man's face
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art a temple
And in this temple is an altar
And on this altar is my heart
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art a wretch.
Let these sacred love-lies choke thee
For I am come to where I know your lies as truth
And your truth as lies
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art a priestess
And in thy hand is a bloody dagger
And my doom comes to me surely
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art a skull with ruby eyes
And I love thee
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And I doubt thee
And if peace came with my murder
Then would I murder
Woe is me.
Thou art my love
And thou art death
Aye, thou art death
Black and yet black
But I love thee
I love thee
Woe, welcome woe, to me.
poem by Stephen Crane
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Farewell Notes... (Part Two)
no more wars! we cannot allow poverty and hunger to continue!
we have to live in a way that celebrates our diversity. we have
to listen to each other. every word we speak or write, has a cost.
whatever we must sacrifice for the truth is well worth the cost.
question, seek, doubt, try all things for their validity in your lives.
respect each other's paths, but walk your own. keep your hands,
hearts, and minds open. take the time to care, get involved.
my heart and soul are with you all... be at peace, nay, be peace!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Our Parents Are Always Ours!
wonderful universe
Wonderful are sky and stars
Wonderful are sun and planets
Wonderful are Earth and moon!
Wonderful are ocean and land
Wonderful are forest and deserts
Wonderful are flora and fauna,
wonderful are you, me they, wonderful are body of all living beings,
Wonderful are words,
Wonderful are thoughts,
Wonderful are brain and heart!
When God has put all systems together,
One system work for another,
Or one system work for all,
All should be well and healthy!
All has to go together
and what is wrong,
And who is wrong,
The one who gave thirst,
Himself created water,
The one who has created hunger,
Has created food,
The one who has created one,
Has created Everything for him!
But the thirsty is wrong if want milk alone!
one who is hungry is wrong eats for taste alone,
Or Eats more than hunger
need will be fulfilled,
greed will be punished!
one has Everything ready here for his need,
For the greed things ready
are pain and agony!
Every senses and systems are there,
But it is left to one's choice,
How to use!
Parents work and bring things for children,
And children are good if they use and keep every thing
Good!
If not they try and play to break,
As man is doing with nature!
Ages may change, people may change,
But the absolute remain absolute,
The one started and stared in the play,
The one started his drama,
Know how to play it,
Know how and when
Where and why!
Knows how to change the scene and acts!
Those who brought you are real parents of your soul,
Those who borrowed you,
are your parents of body and mind!
Both parents are good and to be respected,
Those who taught what love is,
They should be loved,
they are your blood running through your heart and brain,
Our parents are our parents,
They gave their all to us,
Shared our fate,
Our children may not be our children,
As they come with their own taste and fate!
If any of our child can share our pain,
And give more love, more than what it take from us,
Is greater than,
Our heart and brain!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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The Death Penalty Is Murder
You go to your house of worship to your God to pray
But that your Government execute people with you is okay
When you tell me that all bad people deserve to die
Are you trying to say Moses Fifth Commandment is a lie?
You tell me you live in a democracy
But it does not seem too democratic to me
All murder is wrong that you do not deny
But in the laws of your Government a life for a life does apply
And since with so called lawful executions you wholeheartedly agree
You are guilty like many of hypocrisy,
The blessings of a God I do not ask to receive
But the death penalty is murder that's what I believe
And those who believe every murderer should be made to die
Without saying so are saying Moses Fifth Commandment is a lie.
poem by Francis Duggan
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