I'm So Lucky
I'm not hungry or afraid and I can be me
Since I live in a country where all are free.
The cost of this freedom has always been why
Independence has depended on many who die…
Who die in defense of inalienable rights
So all may sleep soundly through peaceful nights.
I can complain about things I think are wrong
With no worry that police will be coming along.
Costs of living in America are increasingly high,
But in other places costs of living will make you cry.
By speaking your mind you pay with sweat and blood.
Your cardboard shack disappears in torrents of mud.
Never enough food to eat or fresh water to drink;
Rotting remains engorge air with an insufferable stink.
So little chance to learn and improve a meager life
As the battle to keep alive loses to poverty's strife.
Luckily, this isn't my world but often I act as if it were
Attending to insignificants in a country rich and sure.
I must always remember… and remember with pride
That things uniting us far outnumber those that divide.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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I Remember
Writer Dolly Parton
Copyright 1973
I remember I remember I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember meadows and fields of golden wheat
I remember songbirds and sugar cane so sweet
I remember lots of things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember gingerbread my mama used to bake
And I remember home made toys that daddy used to make
Yes I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And our little country home they filled with love
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And all the things they did to make life happier for us
Yes I remember lots of things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember candy that daddy used to bring I remember songs my mama used to sing
Oh I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And how they taught us children right from wrong
I remember mama and daddy most of all
How they used to hope and pray they'd live to see us grown
Oh I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember I remember I remember mama and daddy most of all most of all
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Awareness Notes...
what we are talking about today
is living in awareness, the costs
of our actions and inactions, and
not being owned by the things we possess.
what it comes down to is responsibility,
and the vision and knowledge to make
good choices.... conscious living.
living with respect... for all living
beings, for the costs and results of
our own actions... for every breath
that goes into each moment, for every
sacrifice that goes into meeting each need!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Freedom Is Never Free
They tell me
'Freedom is never free.'
I know that-
More than most realize.
Freedom cost us more
Than we should have to give.
Freedom cost us blood.
It cost us the lives
Of our fathers,
Our sons,
Our brothers.
But while freedom is never free,
Remember-
It has been bought at great price,
And so is a thing of great value.
We must defend it,
From those who would take it away.
The defense of our freedoms
Will cost us-
More than we wish to pay.
But we must pay, to defend,
For if we try to make freedom free,
We forget-
True freedom is never free.
poem by James Grengs
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Injustice Here
Some place far from here
A baby is crying
A child is hungry
A mother is dying
Some place far from here
A family is in need
Adults cannot read
Children capture
Never again to be seen
Some place far from here
There’s no drinking water
Someone’s lost their daughter
Some place from here
People are homeless and alone
Without light and are cold
They sleep on dirt roads
With only their skin and their bones
Some place from here
There are so many things
So much injustice happening
Lots of poverty
Lots of death
But we forget
That right in our country
We have all these things too
We worry about a place far, far from here
And don’t take care of our priorities here
What about the poverty that covers our streets
Or children that are dying with no food to eat
The people in our country are suffering too
So although helping somewhere else
Is what we should do
There are obligations here first to pursue
We’re a great country
We have always been
But to continue this legacy
This is where we begin
poem by Jessica Collazo
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Life Of My Own
(lyrics by arnold)
(music by roberts, arnold & harrell)
Living risky, never scared, wander
Closer to the edge
Nothing valued think no fear, always
Wondering why youre here
All your purposes are gone, nothings
Right and nothings wrong
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Feel no sorrow, feel no pain
Kiss me while Im still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now Ill follow my own way, and ill
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember when this was my life
Looking forward, not behind
Everybodys got to cross that line
Free me now to give me a place,
Keep me caged and free the beast
Falling faster, time goes by, fear is
Not seen through these eyes
What there was will never be, now
Im blind and cannot see
Kiss me while Im still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now Ill follow my own way, and ill
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember when this was my life
Kiss me while Im still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now Ill follow my own way, and ill
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember when this was my life
song performed by by 3 Doors Down
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Goodbye Middle America
The death of middle america is coming
What use to be the back bone of this country
Is disappearing fast
What the goverment said would save the country
Is killing the middle class
People going hungry in the country that feeds the world
What about our own who have gave all their lives
Who will come to their rescue
When life has gone astway
Wake up America
You fight for rights of others
Fight for your brothers and sisters
Wake up the goverment to their fate
Before it's to late
When poverty comes to your front gate
poem by David Kush
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America The States
America America
The States
The States
The land where my fathers died,
And where I lay my fate,
Declaring independence from big ol’ Britain,
When they came to take us back they got an ass kickin’.
America America
The States
The States
Been living it up since 1868.
We got our freedom, we got the right,
If they try to take it back then there’ll definitely be a fight.
America America
The States
The Sates
Saluting to the banner,
Of the red, blue, and white.
In a havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
poem by Whoopie Cushion
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Seldom Won
Independence, liberty and freedom
Bloodlessly won seldom
Stalwarts and leaders had shown wisdom
This all we now read in class rooms
Who will not want to be in free country?
Where it is classless, non racial and sans misery
What else can be dreamed of to lead it happily?
And country is surging ahead steadily
Foreign occupants are taken as cruel and marauders
Their position is that of land hungry and invaders
They might have plundered the country in process
And brutally murdered for gaining the access
All said and done and now they have packed
No more claims on our land is staked
We are fully independent and sovereign
Free from any yoke as independence is regained
What is scenario there after?
Is country leading towards disaster?
Is the freedom struggle really a boom?
Is there any scope for poor with room?
It has tuned into grim reality
It has proved our incompetence and inability
We have pushed country into Dark Age
We failed to look after people and manage
Farmers are coming suicide
Politicians are asking for free ride
Everybody is on rampage and hands are full of corruption
The loot is clearly seen and going on without any interruption
Yes, death is wealth
To take pride for Poor’s health
Where are we today on this freedom day?
Can they take us to peaceful way?
Can we not dream for two square meals?
Can they not strike a simple deal?
They come once in five years
To feed with oasis waters in deaf years
No answer may ever be found
Out economy is claimed to be sound
All well but country is in ill health
Entire country is robbed of its wealth
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Prophet
Long ago a tall man told a tale of yesterday,
Searching for the truth to life and not for just a way.
Finding pleasure from this house his ears, they did obey;
In his life a moments pleasure, never to delay.
He was lost and in his trust he found a new meaning;
Seeing the things in diffrent lights his life was redeemed.
Words of peace will fill his mind and change his way of life;
Peaceful meetings with his heart have made him more alive.
Meeting wise old women on the cliffs of life itself;
Asking not for persnal meaning, more for just himself.
Soon well be as he proclaimed in a new way of living;
Take the things you need in life but remember the giving.
Prophesy within your mind and you will work it out;
Prophesy that some will die but only those who doubt.
Then youll never worry as somtimes you used to do;
Just remember when youre gone theres someone after you, you.
song performed by by Yes
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The Prophet
Long ago a tall man told a tale of yesterday,
Searching for the truth to life and not for just a way.
Finding pleasure from this house his ears, they did obey;
In his life a moments pleasure, never to delay.
He was lost and in his trust he found a new meaning;
Seeing the things in diffrent lights his life was redeemed.
Words of peace will fill his mind and change his way of life;
Peaceful meetings with his heart have made him more alive.
Meeting wise old women on the cliffs of life itself;
Asking not for persnal meaning, more for just himself.
Soon well be as he proclaimed in a new way of living;
Take the things you need in life but remember the giving.
Prophesy within your mind and you will work it out;
Prophesy that some will die but only those who doubt.
Then youll never worry as somtimes you used to do;
Just remember when youre gone theres someone after you, you.
song performed by by Yes
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America?
America, can you hear me?
America, I’m screaming across the seas, can you hear me?
America, I’m pounding on the doors of every inner city family in the states — climbing the gates of every upper class family in this place, can you hear me?
Can you feel my beating heart, America? This beat that greets each pair of feet as they make their way through the piss stained streets to meet their ultimate fate with a plastic smile and handshake covering their rage like melting crayons in a cardboard box — can you hear me, America?
America, I’m screaming from the top of my mind and the bottom of my soul –
Where’d my independence go?
I’m screaming for you like it’s everything I know and I have nothing left to show but my calloused hands and my ragged, drawn-out lungs.
America, I’m trying to sing the songs that have yet to be sung.
I’m pulling people up the social ladder on the bottom rung
But the steps are too creaky and the people’s faucets are leaking and they’re moving their mouths but you can’t hear them speaking.
I’m speaking for them, America! Dammit, I’m shrieking!
I haven’t forgotten them yet — it’s for them my heart is beating!
Remember me, America? Remember my name?
My hands may be empty, but my soul’s still the same.
We entered like brothers but somewhere you changed and I forfeit the game of placing blame –
That gives us nothing — just more of the same.
Remember my drive, my will and my spine?
Remember the years we both spent intertwined on a bed of shared values we created together?
And the world we promised each other we’d make better?
I’ll never forget you and I won’t forget them,
and I’ll keep yelling and singing and ringing until then.
I’m here on your doorstep, I’m ringing your bell.
Freedom’s ringing, America, and I miss you like hell.
poem by Emilia Barrosse
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Dreaming Country
I am sitting on a porch in a swing,
Dreaming country and enjoying the spring
Looking down a road that not on any map
While picking the guitar lying across my lab,
Dreaming country and living the life of song
It's the kind of living where you can't go wrong.
Dreaming country and walking the road of song
Singing proud, playing my guitar that I brought along
The tunes just come to me and the words run free
Country honey and the old oak tree
I feel the rhythm of the beat within my heart
The words roll out country; like a work of art.
Dreaming country and living the life of song
It's the kind of living where you can't go wrong.
Dreaming country and walking the road of song
Singing proud, playing my guitar that I brought along
Tell me do you feel the rhythm and the country mood
Do you hear the sound of loving that you can't elude.
Sit back and enjoy the tunes, let's dream of some country
It's the kind of music that keeps you so damn hungry
Dreaming country and living the life of song
It's the kind of living where you can't go wrong.
Dreaming country and walking the road of song
Singing proud, playing my guitar that I brought along
poem by Rik Bertrand
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What's Your Name
Turn me up yo
That's right
New Edition
(You don't have to worry)
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Verse 1:
Bobby
Lady, I know I've been acting strange
It seems to me you're tired of playing games
I've been around
Had girls here and there
I did you wrong, but I'll give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Verse 2:
Bobby
What must I do to make it up to you?
What can I say, to make you see things my way?
I know it's hard for you to understand
I did you wrong but I'll give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Bridge:
Don't be afraid
I'll be there whenever you need me
I'll be there trust in me
Just call on me
I won't let you down ohhhh
Rap:
Mike
song performed by by New Edition
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I'm Glad I Live Here
America has its problems
Soldiers sacrificing lives for others
Apart from their families for so long
Living every day in a foreign land
But I’m glad I live here
America has its problems
So many people without homes
Living on the streets desperate for shelter
Cold and sick they suffer each day
But I’m glad I live here
America has its problems
Countless people in poverty
Families unable to pay for their needs
Begging for help from others and the government
But I’m glad I live here
America has its problems
Illegal immigrants in our country
Working the jobs many of us refuse
Causing an uproar all around
But I’m glad I live here
America has its problems
Extremely high gas prices
Drivers unable to afford anything else
Because gas prices leave a hole in their pockets
But I’m glad I live here
America has its problems
Disputes over the current president
Whether he’s doing well running the country
Many disputes between Democrats and Republicans
But I’m glad I live here
poem by Natalie Collins
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Those Sweetly Given Critiques
Whatever it is that is in your life,
You believe hampers the doing...
Of those things you wish.
Remember this...
You called those shots!
You played the game the way you wanted.
Don't look at me and say I've got it made.
I've got faith and I've kept it.
Those days of my struggles...
I didn't complain.
Nor on a shoulder did I weep.
Whatever it is that is in your life,
You believe hampers the doing...
Of those things you wish.
Remember this...
You called those shots!
You played the game the way you wanted.
In fact,
I remember you telling me to get back.
And 'if' I truly knew anything,
I wouldn't be living where I'm living at.
Or live as basic as I do
'Only one lazy would live like that! '
How vividly I remember those sweetly given critiques!
Don't look at me and say I've got it made.
I've got faith and I've kept it.
Those days of my struggles...
I didn't complain.
Nor on a shoulder did I weep.
When things changed for me,
Because of the economy...
I made adjustments to the way I viewed my life.
You and others who think as they do,
On the other hand,
Can not accept...
You are not the center of the Universe.
You are 'still' in disbelief...
Your entire life has been fantasized.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Streams Of Living Water Will Flow
water of life
water of love
life bubble
life on grass blade
what is death by thirst Lord?
if anyone thirsts
let him come
to me and drink John 7: 37.
without water
there would be
no life possible...
out of his inmost
part streams of living
water will flow John 7: 38.
water is liquid life
water is a large
percentage of cells
cells comprise life
cells make up
all living organisms
man cannot live by bread alone?
“It is written,
“Man must not live,
not on bread alone,
but on every utterance
coming forth through
Jehovah’s mouth.” ” Matthew 4.4.
Fact! Many
have heard that humans
can live longer
without food
than they can live
without water.
It's true!
without
water all life
would die
water
vehicle being
entity
an important
part of cells
water of life
water
river of life
in plants
water
used by
plants
to carry
to distribute
nutrients
nutrients
plants need
to survive
blood
animals need
to distribute
nutrients
oxygen to
body cells
to transport
waste products away
from cells
blood cells
blood plasma
plasma
55% of blood
fluid is water
91% by volume
water water of life
a man took a spear
pierced his side
blood water came out Matthew 27: 48.
one soldier jabbed his side
with a spear, immediately
blood and water came out John 19: 34.
at that moment born like a baby
in blood and water
holy spirit was born into the world
“And the spirit and the bride
keep on saying: “Come! ”
And let anyone hearing say:
“Come! ” And let anyone
thirsting come; let anyone
that wishes take life’s water free.” Revelation 22: 17.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Submission (in answer to Don Mattera)
I have seen a white old man and woman
turned onto the street,
living in cardboard boxes
with their small white dog
in the new disastrous improved South Africa,
I have seen white people taking their own lives
when black mine owners robbed them of salaries
and there was no job to get,
no living to be made
and they did this
instead of starting to beg.
I have seen white men and women
with university degrees
leaving the country
in numbers that are more than a million
to find a place to have a life
somewhere else in a foreign country,
I have waited for more than a hour queuing
at a local bank to make a cash deposit,
as a payment to someone
and the way that things are going,
with the black economic empowerment
and people not up to doing a simple job,
soon all of private industry
will be falling apart
as the government departments are doing.
I have noticed friends and family members
who were robbed, hijacked in their vehicles,
raped, tortured and killed
while the South African Police
did their very best to make a arrest
and like in all other things
are not up to it.
I know people who live in despair,
who are totally without hope
while the country’s borders
are flung wide open
to the rest of Africa
to first have a chance at a job
and their degrees and experience
in the face of this means nothing
but not one does bend
under the black heel to submission,
at the mercy of God
their lives go on…
[Reference: “Submission” by Don Mattera.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Extension 33
Living at the y, extension 33,
Nothing to care or to worry.
Once I was in love with a blind man,
But my auntie told me, dont do it, its not worth it.
Living at the y, 33 years,
No one to call or to write to.
Once I was in love with a married man,
But my instincts told me, dont tell him, itll kill you.
Im sad I didnt marry the blind man,
But whats a life with three blind children?
Im glad I never told the married man,
It saved my pride and freedom.
Living at the y, in 33 rooms,
Nowhere to visit or write to.
Once I was in love, it nearly killed me,
But now I have my pride and freedom.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Freedom (In Answer To Willem Fransman (Junior)
The old man walks his long way to freedom,
or so says his book
and everywhere there is only hatred, resentment and tons of regret
there is a freedom that I am still searching for in my life
and in a house that is barred like a prison I have got to hide,
I have got to wait on armed reaction and not the police,
when freedom fighters wants to spend time in my life;
coming for their historically qualified enrichment
while the country about me falls to disrepair, becomes third worldly
when I and my family and friends are not free
and there is something terribly wrong with this freedom
while the new freedom comes to the meaning:
of robbery, rape, murder and torture
as things that this new freedom brings.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Better
Just when I thought that I was better
I realized that I don't know what better was
Is it.........
Better than I used to be?
Better for you or for me?
I'd better hurry cause I need a better view of things
I don't know what it is or what I might be coming down with
Don't know where I've been
Don't know where to go
Can't remember all the things that I need to know
All I know is that if I think about it
I'd still rather be me than me be you
And I'm not getting any better
Cause everytime I can't remember what it's for
Is it.........
Better now than yesterday?
Better that I am this way?
I'd better not be so afraid
I bet I shouldn't say
I don't know what it is or what I might be coming down with
Don't know where I've been
Don't know where to go
Can't remember all the things that I need to know
All I know is that if I think about it
I'd still rather be me than me be you
I don't know what it is or what I might be coming down with
I don't know what it is or what I might be coming down with
Don't know where I've been
Don't know where to go
Can't remember all the things that I need to know
All I know is that if I think about it
I'd still rather be me than me be you
Me be you
song performed by by Hoobastank from Hoobastank
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