The Cost of Freedom
Syria...
violence in the streets...
peaceful protesters
marching for human rights,
equality, and change
being slaughtered
by their own government...
now here...
shadows of Kent State...
common people
pushed to the edge
in the battle for
survival, human dignity,
and hope for a future...
already abandoned
by our own government...
will it take being
killed to get their attention?
will it take dying
to give our children
a chance?
you say it cant happen here!
open your eyes, your ears,
your hearts...
it's already begun!
what is the cost of freedom?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Cry
the cry for justice,
for human rights,
for equality, for
human dignity...
has never been louder!
Somalia!
Tibet!
Syria!
Israel!
Libya!
Haiti!
Russia!
China!
the United States
the right to work,
to eat, to housing,
to medical care,
to freedom of speech,
to religious freedom.....
the cry for the truth!
for positive change!
this world's in turmoil....
a new day is coming
no matter the cost!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Arab Uprisings And The World
The Arab nations are falling one by one
Some protestors may not see the setting sun.
Civil unrest is becoming world wide
It’s time for all nations to open their eyes.
The middle east and Europe where many religions began
People are questioning their nations and taking a stand.
New minds will rise from this destruction and pain
For this world has so much to gain.
A fresh pair of eyes can see what’s ahead
While an old pair of eyes should be put to bed.
We have corporate C.E.O.’s forty and under.
Doesn’t that make you wonder?
Each generation has a time and era in which they live
And during those times they have so much to give.
Watch the world and listen to the news
It is the people who must choose.
The uprisings are starting and we’re seeing it day to day
The lord has been giving us signs
But we just turned away.
Now the uprisings have started in the middle east
And they are realizing that all they want is peace.
Men, women, and children are now joining as one
They will no longer live under the terrorist gun.
Protesters are gathering and marching down the streets
But men are still dying as the women begin to weep.
Women are tired of seeing their children and husbands die.
Because with the government they no longer see eye to eye.
Governments are being toppled- they’re falling to the ground
The voices of equality and freedom Is now the battle sound.
The voices are now spreading to the countries in the middle east
And it will keep on going- “you know it will not cease.”
Just a thought instilled in the brain of man
And they will make the changes.
They’ll do all they can.
They are tired of seeing death,
destruction, misery, and poverty.
An LIBYA’S khadaffi is being pushed out of power
It is down to the final hour.
poem by Louis Rams
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Non-Violence
non-violence...
the sacred actions
of flesh covered desire,
the only true path
on the quest for freedom...
the human being,
becoming fully human,
in the search for dignity,
and equality...
the message of the prophets,
the hope for a new day.
the battle cry of love!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Anarchists
The leaders of this country,
Think were the ones that do wrong,
They take control of the power,
and steal this land of forgotten freedom
Its not the people afraid of the government,
Its the government afraid of the people
They call the ones dressed in black,
The evil ones but we fight back,
We've got hackers, we've got protesters,
we let no man left behind
Its not the people afraid of the government,
Its the government afraid of the people
The unions dressed in black,
With their flag raised up high,
Don't take no for an answer,
As the forces stain the streets with blood
Its not the people afraid of the government,
Its the government afraid of the people
We fight for the people,
Our obligation is good as gold,
And though we fight with arms of steel,
we don't let death go in vein
Its not the people afraid of the government,
Its the government afraid of the people
poem by Bing D'Amico
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Lost In The Sixties...
forever lost in the sixties...
in the passions, the ideals,
the cries for peace and equality,
for human dignity,
and no more wars.
the music, the poetry,
the communal lifestyle...
but the deaths were many.
assassinations, Hoover style.
and those lost to heroin,
who fell off the edge.
thousands killed in Vietnam,
you'd think we would have learned...
but life went on,
the wheel kept turning.
50 years later,
two more wars,
not to mention invasions.
things worse than ever before.
we who survived became
the very thing that we hated!
we closed our eyes,
fell victim to the greed.
again crying out,
for peace and equality,
for human dignity,
and for human rights.
the earth dying,
because of our decisions.
we who became islands
seeking to fulfill the self,
now must cling to each other,
and become family again.
standing against the lies,
the propaganda, and the money machine...
singing songs of peace
with bloody hands.
lost in the sixties,
but very much here in the 21st century...
the last stand of freedom,
in a world gone mad!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Basic Rights (Of All People)
can we not learn
from our brothers and sisters
in Egypt....
how hard it is to take
freedom back once they take hold?
can we not see the value,
the right to vote and be counted,
the right to speak and be heard,
even at the cost of lives?
can we not see
that this battle is worldwide?
to restore freedom and dignity
to the human race!
the basic rights of all people
to work, to eat, and have shelter....
to breathe, and be human,
are at stake!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Syria Admits Ethnic Cleansing In Darayya
days of government bombing against the civilian
town of Darayya preceded the Syrian armies assault
on Saturday capitalizing on a civilian bombardment
Syrian state TV confirmed these ruthless attacks
stating military targets an official Darayya policy
city systematically 'cleansed of terrorist remnants'
Syrian government troops responsible for the 'massacre'
had 'summarily executed' many victims caught in the town
of Darayya after executing their 'house-to-house' raids
unconfirmed reports described 200 bodies discovered
in houses and basement shelters 'many of the victims
had gunshot wounds to the head and chest and were killed
during house-to-house raids by government troops'
most victims had been killed at close range some had died
from sniper fire unverified video footage on the internet...
shows rows of recovered bodies side by side in
the Abu Auleiman al-Darani mosque the Syrian
Observatory for Human Rights said altogether
183 people died across Syria on Saturday...
'the type of mass killing reportedly carried out in Darayya,
with dozens of bodies being discovered following
government raids, has increased in recent months' this is
not a new pattern according to Human Rights Watch but
is now happening in more areas in greater numbers?
United Nations observers claim both sides had carried out
massacres the Syrian army being held responsible for a
far greater number of deaths sadly UN monitors have been
confined to their hotels since June due to rising violence...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Birthing Pains (Day Of Change)
world in turmoil... time of the end, or birthing pains?
peoples of all countries... common, everyday, honest,
hard working, dreaming... battling against the oppression
of the few, those who control, those who profit at the expense
of human life, without remorse! and now we can communicate!
we see each other, we hear each other, as if side by side,
in the battle for human dignity.
should there be hunger? should there be families without
shelter? should there be children without chance? can this
world continue with the elite having too much, and so many
people suffering? no!
birthing pains, a new world, a new day! a cohesive journey
taken together!
freedom demand equality, acceptance without prejudice,
and a fair distribution of what life has to offer! no free rides,
all working together! accepting the need for intelligent
questioning, and for diversity!
the voice of the peoples grows stronger, almost a roar!
it is the day of change!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Judas
(m&l - hansen)
You promise us a bright golden future
You say you will save the world
That there will be no more hunger and pain
But we only see your golden hands
You say you take care of our survival
Sending us missiles instead
But you just betray us, deny us and lie
And you always say you would
Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.
Judas - rulin with an iron hand
Judas - sittin in the government
Judas - I am not a jesus christ
Judas - you will be the one whos crucified
Your worship money and economy
Theres nothing that you wouldnt do
If the payment is right you dont care about life
cause economy is your truth
You are the one selling terror and pain
In all the parts of the world
You are preparing the final grand slam
But you keep on tellin youll
Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.
Judas - rulin with an iron hand
Judas - sittin in the government
Judas - I am not a jesus christ
Judas - you will be the one whos crucified
Judas, judas - are you still human?
Judas, judas - I cant believe it
Judas, judas - dealing with evil
Judas, judas
Youll keep on telling youll
Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.
Judas - rulin with an iron hand
Judas - sittin in the government
Judas - I am not a jesus christ
Judas - you will be the one whos crucified
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The Bill, For The Bill of Rights
The political-democracy picking the aristocracy
Like the slaves picked cotton
We the people are totally forgotten
We the people are totally forgotten
Poor people pay the ultimate price
Coersive persuasion –a mind control device
Willingly give your life as a sacrifice
Then die for a cause that violates human rights laws
Economic sanctions aimed at the poor
Carpet bombing civilians desecrates laws of war
When government becomes God, for economic gains
The Bill of Rights wanes, wanes, wanes
Zero tolerance for violence is galore, in the times of war
The whole world saturated with the Blood of The Poor
The cost of freedom, war’s consummate whore
Business interests favor war, as it’s savior
poem by Josephine DixonBanks
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A Sparrow's Thoughts... (Number Seven)
when we sit numbly staring
at the six o'clock news...
at the cops in riot gear
dispersing the student protesters...
protesting against Wall Street excess,
against the greed of big business,
against the destructive thrusts of big oil,
against the wars over seas...
against human rights being taken,
against the lie we're being fed...
when these young people are beaten,
gassed, and arrested for standing up
for their ideals of freedom...
do we remember that these are our children?
do we know?
even more, do we remember,
when we were young and believed?
the anti-war protests,
the civil rights marches,
women's rights, farmworker's rights...
when we dared to believe we could
change the world...
we live again in our children!
do we understand this?
are we just going to sit still and watch?
are we dead?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Government and Maoist
Maoists are there to safeguard the common interest and development
Government is there to look to the welfare of the people.
Both are sitting together for common good.
Maoist, you please comeforward shunning
All violence and illegal activities.
Government oficials and peoples representatives
You please comeforward with clean hands and open mind
shunning all corrupt and illegal activities.
Both are sitting together for common good.
We the common and ordinary citizens are fortunate enough
To find both the Government and the Maoists sit together
For our development and welfare.
Both the Maoists and the Government should be committed
To do good and to maintain the atmosphere
With peace and harmony.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Deep Level Concern
deep level concern;
our own national parks
used as collateral
on loans from China!
water rights to the Great Lakes,
and other bodies of water here...
sold to China!
our jobs, Joe blue collar working
families.... sold to China!
our oil profiteer wars,
financed by China!
sleeping with the country
with the worst human rights record,
dancing with the devil!
and now, our own police forces
committing acts of violence
and oppression against Americans!
against American people protesting,
standing up for freedom and equality!
standing against the profiteers!
reacting the same way,
and with the same types of oppression,
as China!
our rights,
...our freedom,
......our dignity.
even our rights to work and survive....
sold to....
.....and even worse,
...........sold by!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Give Me A Cause To Fight For
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it as long as the cause is worthy and just
As long as the cause it does not entail violence or secrecy that does lead to mistrust
As long as the cause is of benefit to others like the forgotten children of the lesser god
Poor refugees who flee from war and famine the Stateless and the homeless and downtrod.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it though not in any violent way I'll fight
On Human Rights one never should stay silent to live free of persecution should be everybody's right
Even in some so called Democratic Countries political prisoners are being tortured and subjected to the worst of mental as well as physical abuse
All crimes against humanity are abhorrent and for them there cannot be an excuse.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it as it should be every Human Being's right to live free
Of religious and racial discrimination and of hunger, Homelessness and poverty
We often hear in post war propaganda they have their freedom now that the war is won
But those who say such things never realize that freedom never does come through the barrel of a gun.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it though I'll fight the fight with words and words alone
I am not without sin I am just a sinner so I won't be the first to cast the stone
In this so called age of enlightenment people's Human Rights upon are still trampled and bad things happen behind the prison wall
So give me a cause to fight for and I'll fight for it I will speak out for a fair go for all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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And I just think that we're at a point in our economic life here in our state - and - and, candidly, across the country, where increased taxes is just the wrong way to go. The people of our state are not convinced that state government, county government, local government has done all they can with the money we already give them, rather than the money that we have before.
quote by Chris Christie
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Give Into Hate
Violence surrounds me
Violence in society
Violence in our eyes
Violence in their cries
Violence it's our fate?
Violence, it's too late?
Violence, no escape?
Violence, give into hate?
Is it human nature to act like animals?
We're all guilty, we're all criminals
Selfish species headed for a self destruction
Violent product of moral corruption
Violence for love
Violence because of hate
Violence, revolution
Violence of the state
Violence, you will find
Violence, it grips your mind
Violence, it's too late?
Violence, give into hate
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Why Me
Why me? was the question running down my spine Why me? so i asked myself Why me? Why me? my heart was panting for an answer Why me? my brain could not find an answer at last it gave a reasonable one that made a lot of meaning I am left in a lonely world, to make me to reason that this world is not worth living Boko Haram sect became a terror Vampire they became over night sucking human blood at will killing innocent victims with out impunity The people turn to shred, through the bomb blast killing them for nothing No shelter to live for survival No food to eat for the day No water to sustain life in turbulence A country we see without a government When people are wiped out of existence, the government will rule the dust of the earth with a pity The government can only pity those that are dead and buried Their people suffer brain touch, heavy heart, crying eyes with out control They suffer without care from the government Why me? was my question do we call this a government The government that sleeps when the houses are on fire Fire the houses are burnt to black dust and crumbs as we touch it again and again Mend are threatening to carry firearms to fight the government that cannot run state affairs The government is sleeping while her house is on fire My country Nigeria is on fire, sitting on the keg of gun powder blasting in the air and we can do nothing
poem by Olayemi Ayo
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I Hear The Cry
i hear the cry....
oppression, enslavement,
beatings, torture, rapes,
and killings.
people of heart,
slaughtered like sheep.
monks self-immoliating,
crying out for justice,
and freedom,
for basic human dignity,
for basic human rights...
i hear the cry...
of Tibet on fire.
and am ashamed
to be part of a world
turned blind and deaf!
free Tibet!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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So what we're talking about here is human rights. The right to live like a human. The right to live, period. And what we're facing in Africa is an unprecedented threat to human dignity and equality.
As a human rights issue, the effort to end violence against women becomes a government's obligation, not just a good idea.
quote by Charlotte Bunch
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