Freedom of Speech
Beware of the Mind Police!
You might get caught,
They'll put a microchip in your brain:
You won't even have Freedom of Thought!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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The Thought Police
(d. pickerill/p. odonoughue)
Chorus:
Thought police
They will put you under
The thought police
They will take you in
The thought police
They will clean your mind out
The thought police
You can never win
You can never win
You can never, never, never, never, never win
There are people around with problems
Those who live in fear
Running from the shadows
Waiting for another year
Thought of the secrets
Secrets of the mind
Thoughts can spell out danger
To the leaders of the time
Chorus
Thoughts are fleeting glimpses
Of the future or the past
They lock ideas in a bottle
Its time to break the glass
Hiding out in the daytime
Crawling through the night
Keeping out of danger
Just trying to find the light
Chorus
Chorus (x2 and fade)
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Rhymes
I caught the rhymes
of an ancient
Long ago song
on the snags of
my mind.
A simple melody
that goes round
and around
and around
my brain.
As historied
yet relevant
and fresh
as new
turned dirt
in the spring
I caught...or at
least I thought
I did...
Or was I caught
instead
poem by Midnights Voice
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Thinking
I think and think
and every single thought
comes into my mind
as if it were caught
in a spidery web
that sticks like glue
until that thought
is finally through.
Some thoughts are happy
and they are most welcome.
Some thoughts are sad
and then I'm overrun
with tears that fill my eyes
like a pool.
I cry out these thoughts,
my number one rule.
For to hold back my tears
and not let them flow
would drown my thinking
and where would they go?
Into a whirlpool
that circles around
making my demeanor
take me down?
No, I say.
Pick up your pen.
Write those thoughts
and say amen.
Read them aloud
for they're now on a page,
not trapped in my mind
like a bird in a cage.
Freedom, freedom
my mind is free.
Oh how rewarding
that can be.
Enjoy it I say
for it won't last long
for I think and I think
as my life moves along.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Boys Better
Boys had better beware
You could seem to color your hair.
Or on a wig, you already spent
All the dough to cover your rent.
But not so cool man
If you care, for all the
Other boys caught in your
Bleach job hair.
And girls better beware.
Boys, you better, you better.
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Boys said
She had,
Like gods hands.
A-men
Boys had better beware
You could seem a wasted affair
And like a bitch you already spent
All the dough you promised your friends
But not so cool man if you care
For all the other boys caught
In your bleach job hair.
And girls you better beware,
Boy you better, you better.
Oh man its not fair
To all the other boys caught
In your bleach job hair
And girls you better beware.
Boys, you better, you better
song performed by by Dandy Warhols
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Freedom on My Mind
The night before wasn’t unlike many others, with the monkey on his back it’s hard to rest. His clothes are dirty, his hair’s a mess, but the marks on his arms, they tell it best.
And he woke up with freedom on his mind. Chains come in many shapes. He wants to run and leave it all behind. Somewhere safe, freedom on his mind.
The night before was just like all the rest in the 8 by 10 that he calls home. As a foolish young man he made a mistake. The thought that he’ll die here carries a heavy weight.
He wakes up with freedom on his mind, and all the things he left behind. Chains come in many shapes, there’s freedom on his mind.
The night before wasn’t unlike many others. He did it again and she’s so ashamed, as if it’s her fault, at least that’s what he told her. She says he’s better when he’s sober.
And she woke up with freedom on her mind. Chains come in many shapes. She wants to run and leave it all behind. Somewhere safe, yeah freedom on her mind.
I woke up with freedom on my mind. Though my chains are of another shape, I want to run, leave them behind, yeah freedom on my mind, there's freedom on my mind.
poem by Rob G. Gifford
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Beware My Love
Cant say Ive found out,
I cant tell you
Whats all about.
Dont know who does,
I tell you to
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
Oh, oh, oh,
No, no, no.
I must be wrong, baby, yeah.
But I dont believe that hes the one,
But if you insist,
I must be wrong, I must be wrong,
I have to leave,
And when Im gone,
Ill leave my message in my song,
Thats right.
Beware, my love,
Hell bowl you over.
Beware, my love,
Before youre much older,
Hell sweep you up under his carpet.
Youd be in luck if you could stop it.
Come on, now.
Well, hell wear you out,
And in a miniute,
Youll hear a shout,
And then youll be in it.
So, so beware my love,
cause hell take you under.
Beware, my love,
The sound of his thunder;
Cant say (Ive) found out.
I tell you to
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
Beware, my love.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Universal Freedom Is......
Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain
freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.
Freedom to give and freedom to share
freedom from want and that of despair.
Freedom to think and freedom to know
freedom to achieve and freedom to grow.
Freedom from bondage and freedom of liberation
freedom from ignorance and any unknown situation.
Freedom to come and freedom to leave
freedom to stay and freedom to conceive.
Freedom from struggle and freedom of ease
freedom to enjoy and the capacity to please.
Freedom from failure and freedom of success
freedom from denial and freedom of access.
Freedom from illusion and freedom of reality
freedom to become what we are in actuality.
Freedom to live and freedom to die
freedom to laugh and freedom to cry.
Freedom to speak and freedom to listen
freedom to act based on a wise decision.
Freedom from hate and freedom of love
freedom of below and freedom of above.
Freedom of the past and freedom of the present
freedom of the future and what it can represent.
Freedom from war and freedom of peace
freedom to begin and freedom to cease.
Freedom from sickness and freedom of health
freedom from poverty and mishandled wealth.
Freedom from wrong and freedom being right
freedom of the day and freedom of the night.
Freedom to choose and freedom to reject
freedom to imagine what there is to expect.
Freedom from lust and freedom from greed
freedom from anger and freedom from breed.
Freedom from jealousy and freedom from pride
freedom from within and freedom from outside.
Freedom of always not having anything to hide.
Freedom from space and also freedom from time
freedom from attachment and freedom from crime
Freedom to work and freedom to play
freedom to believe and freedom to pray.
Freedom to experience a rebirth someday.
Freedom from the body and freedom from the mind
freedom from the ego and freedom from being blind.
Freedom of transcendence being of the spiritual kind.
Universal freedom is eternal and infinite bliss
we should all therefore be able to realise this.
poem by George Krokos
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Freedom of Thought
Freedom of Thought
in view of the occasion...
Freedom of my thoughts
Not a leaf held in front of the mouth
Freedom on my mind
No pussyfooting around the bush
Freedom in my words
I had been given nine lives
Although
I am obviously not a cat
(091210)
poem by Kristian Goldmund Aumann
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Dream Police
Words and music by rick nielsen
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
You know that talk is cheap, and those rumors aint nice.
And when I fall asleep I dont think Ill survive the night, the night.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
(live inside of my head.)
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
(come to me in my bed.)
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
Well, I cant tell lies, cause theyre listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet theyre spying on me tonight, tonight.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
I try to sleep, theyre wide awake, they wont leave me alone.
They dont get paid to take vacations, or let me alone.
They spy on me, I try to hide, they wont let me alone.
They persecute me, theyre the judge and jury all in one.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me.
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Freedom Is…
Freedom…
Freedom…
What is freedom?
It’s a footprint in the sand…
A whisper on the wind.
It’s a thought…
An emotion.
It’s a choice…
A gift.
Freedom is what freedom is.
Freedom is a pot on the stove…
The water in a glass.
It’s a smile on a mouth…
A tear on the cheek.
It’s a choice…
A gift.
Freedom is what freedom is.
Freedom is a breeze in your hair…
The heat in the air.
It’s the heart in your chest…
The veins in your arms.
It’s a choice…
A gift.
Freedom is what freedom is.
What is freedom?
Freedom is what freedom is.
poem by Stacey Stevens
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Accidental
She went over us, after a while she halted
And turned back, the same car had stopped.
But where was the blood? It was nowhere
To be seen. It was never reported even to say ‘beware’!
I just stopped talking to the police
After I grassed on her or him, rather than release.
The police do not know me,
But could not know him or her or he.
I just panted over and over and over,
Like a wolf or a lion in a frenzied fever.
I want results, but had none,
Now I want more, but I’m feminine.
Women will want more from an occasion,
And that means I shrug and cause an explosion.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Amateur Photographer
Beware of those who slyly pilch
In many cunning ways;
Beware of little lyres that filch
From undisputed bays!
Beware the tumbler's beaded brim,
The ass in fiercer fur;
But most of all beware of him
Who makes my pen to stir--
THe Insecure
And Amateur
Implacable Photographer!
Beware lest, thieving for your thirst,
An earwig's in the plum!
Beware of folly, gay at first,
That later makes you glum!
Beware of pits when stars are dim,
The tooth of vagrant cur;
But most of all beware of him
That makes my pen to stir--
The masterful
Disasterful
Implacable Photographer!
Beware of angling in a stream
Whose trout are not for you;
Beware of trusting in a dream
That's gone before the dew!
Beware of truckling to a whim;
Of folks that always purr;
But most of all beware of him
That makes my pen to stir--
The premature
And Amateur
Implacable Photographer!
poem by Norman Rowland Gale
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This Suspect
He forcible had sex with her!
For he overpowered her in a struggle;
But this suspect was caught by the police after the victim reported the case.
Smelter,
Sultry,
Oppressive;
And like the dark thick forest!
But this suspect was caught by the police after the victim reported the case.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Defiance Of The Law
here comes this aggressive mind
claiming ownership of the whole town
caught by the police
and slapping one of them
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spy-Catcher
Catch him while you can, as
Feeling as a manly man.
He is a criminal-entity, his is damnable end,
We are feel for heavy glory, heavenly reward.
Caught him in the alley as a beggar but a spy,
His espionage may be defeated by the CIA.
I had no cause for soldiers to come and demand my job,
Police do not deserve to come and rudely bring an end to this job.
Indeed the sadder part of this story is passed,
For the begging was caught and used to display anger
On the heavenly world, the entire spy-world.
The master-spy is put down by our police.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Creator
God gave us life, spirit, love,
freedom of thought and choice.
God gave us a questionable mind,
and his presence to hear our voice.
God gave direction based on goodness,
freedom, and brotherly love.
God gave us our conscience
to remind us of what is good.
God gave us eyes to see
and a brain to give us sight.
An open choice of several paths
and opportunities to put wrongs to right.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Beware Of Darkness
Watch out now, take care
Beware of falling swingers
Dropping all around you
The pain that often mingles
In your fingertips
Beware of darkness
Watch out now, take care
Beware of the thoughts that linger
Winding up inside your head
The hopelessness around you
In the dead of night
Beware of sadness
It can hit you
It can hurt you
Make you sore and what is more
That is not what you are here for
Watch out now, take care
Beware of soft shoe shufflers
Dancing down the sidewalks
As each unconscious sufferer
Wanders aimlessly
Beware of maya
Watch out now, take care
Beware of greedy leaders
They take you where you should not go
While weeping atlas cedars
They just want to grow, grow and grow
Beware of darkness (beware of darkness)
song performed by by George Harrison
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Kid's truth lands pop in soup
It was a bright summer’s day
And a man was driving his car
It seems he was crossing the speed limit
So it’s obvious the police weren’t far
The police chased him all the way
But the man had already reached his house
He admitted himself inside
Looking as terrified as a mouse
He asked his wife to tell
The police that he hadn’t come
And he concealed himself in the bedroom
Feeling depressed, scared and glum
The police arrived and asked the wife where he was
She said he wasn’t there
When her three year old daughter stepped up
With cheeks so chubby and fair
She piped up in her little voice,
“If you want to know just ask me
Daddy’s hiding in the bedroom
Why don’t you go and see? ”
The police caught the man
And asked him, “Well, what do you say,
It seems because of your own daughter
You are in trouble today”
The man just shook his head and said,
“I am to be blamed for this tumult
I always taught my daughter never to lie
And this is the result! ”
The inspiration for this poem came from an anecdote in Reader's Digest
poem by Risha Ahmed
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Saying Impossible Is Insensible
You must firmly determine
'What, when and how to do? '
You must never undermine
Your own ability to do.
'O, this mind and body are mine
Let me bring them under my control
Only positive thoughts my brain will dine
They are to my body-machine petrol'
Never look back sadly in life
Instead firmly proceed ahead
Take in mind confidence-knife
To behead this worry's head
Vigorously try each and everything
Which others may say impossible
In achieving become a winning King
To prove saying 'impossible' is insensible
Whether you achieve it or not
You must never meekly stop
In worry-trap get not caught
If caught, you cannot reach the top
Bathe the brain with positive thought
And dress it with goals and desires
Never allow doubt to enter your heart
A strong mind doubt easily tires
Success is a huge hill
To climb it learn the technique
Possession of a strong will
Is really, undoubtedly unique
You must constantly practice
To achieve high range of perfection
All opportunities you must seize
For the completion of your mission
Never believe in luck
For luck will make you idle
Your ambitions luck will suck
As it is a brain-puncturing needle
So in this World one must live
With positive thoughts full of optimism
'Success will come' one must firmly believe
From hope success will surely blossom.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Captured thought
Captured thought
~
caught between a thought
between belief and fear
not knowing what to do
or how to feel any-more
like the air is speaking
a mystery is coming soon
something you just know
but are unable to explain
deciding to smile or cry
is it dread or excitement
which calls on faith
speaking this thought
echoed into a sleep
soon it shall be revealed
and you will see
freedom from the thought
which lingers in a dream
poem by Matthew Holloway
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