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Free Spirit

You take away my freedom,
you restrict me of my rights,
you limit me by day
and lock up all my nights.

You may have physically trapped me
but there's part of me still free;
soul, images, memories
you can't take what you can't see.

So when you think you look at me
you're looking at a wall
I might be in your presence
but i'm not present at all.

My spirit is silently soaring
over oceans, over seas,
to visit what's forbidden
banished by your keys.

And if you really knew me
you would know my soul is free;
old and wise and peaceful
and where it longs to be.

poem by Shadow Girl
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Set Me Free

You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
you're Mother Nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
your little secret will be safe with me
around again insane again
it somes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
Your kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind,
metabolizin' everything that you see
but now and then or a little later
now I'm gonna take you down with me
Around again insane again
she comes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
so set me free
set me free
'cuase I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom

song performed by by Velvet Revolver
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Freedom Now

They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping soo hed die
That his body and spirit would waste away
And soon after that his mind
But every day is born a fool
One who thinks that he can rule
One who says tomorrows mine
One who wakes one day to find
The prison doors open the shackles broken
And chaos in the street
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping his memoryd die
That the people forget how he once led
And fought for justice in their lives
But every day is born a man
Who hates what he cant understand
Who thinks the answer is to kill
Who thinks his actions are gods will
And he thinks hes free free free free
Yes he thinks hes free free free free
He thinks hes free free free free
Soon must come the day
Whe the righteous have their way
Unjustly tried are free
And people live in peace I say
Give the man release
Go on and set your conscience free
Right the wrongs you made
Even a fool can have his day
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Free our bodies free our minds
Free our hearts
Freedom for everyone
And freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Freedom

Sorrow in my soul,
Deep like rivers and oceans,
My mind is locked inside itself,
And I've lost the key,
I've been searching
But it seems I've lost ME.
Life is the same old story for us all,
Just the participants
Are different,
My soul longs for freedom
Yet finds none in this lonely existence.
It seems I've overlooked reality,
And wonder how I missed it.
I've heard so many lies,
That I can't trust people.
I've seen too much tragedy,
And I have come to the conclusion that
All sins are equal.
Pain is who I have become
Never ceasing to be.
My soul is screaming,
Screaming to be free.

poem by Denice Robinson
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Heart, Body And Soul

Minds empty,
souls free,
hearts open,
memories.

Free as a bird,
free as can be,
my soul escapes my empty body.

The mind is now gone,
nothing remains except my memories of a dark nights wake.
An open heart,
an open wound,
forever in need of sympathy.

Memories of a time long ago,
memories have yet to go.
My mind is full,
my soul contained,
my heart is closed for eternity

poem by Andrew Hackett
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She

Bring back that 'hair-down', unguarded mystery
I liked it better when your tightrope walked on me
Board up my window, prepare for a hurricane
You have a way of breaking through my barricade
You give me all-new games to play
You set me soul free
Now every word that she speaks to me is pure gold
She set my soul free
She give me love, give me hope, give me strength to bear my faults for you
Was my intention to take control again?
Somehow you got me on the ropes of my own plan
To turn up the volume and make you dance for me
Release some pressure so that I can turn and see
Spirit manifests as 'She'
You set me soul free (you set my soul free)
Now every word that she speaks to me is pure gold
She set my soul free (she set my soul free)
She give me love, give me hope, give me strength to bear my faults for you
Like a flower
I can see but I can't feel
Oh yeah
And nothing that you do could ever make me run, run away from you
I never knew, I never knew she could
She set my soul free
Now every word that she speaks to me is pure gold
She set my soul free (she set my soul free)
She give me love, give me hope, give me strength to bear my faults for you

song performed by by Live
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What About Me

You think that my hearts an open door
You can walk right into it and have a seat
Whenever you need it
Somehow it seems youve thrown away the keys
So I cant lock the, door when you come back for more
Every day and every night
What about me
I really love you baby cant you see
What about me
I will always care
What about me
I understand that you want to be free
What about me
In moments of despair I will always care for you
Maybe I am phoney if I say
That I cry sometimes when I think you forget me
And I know you do
Could be its important to be free
But when freedom starts to hurt dont you think
Its time to think of me
Whenever I say
What about me...
Dont you think its time to think of me
Dont you think its time to give me all I need
Delivering your soul could set us free
Be honest if you want to talk bout love to me

song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Spirit of Africa

To
visit Africa,
to spend time
to notice
beauty of the land.
To feel its heat,
to drink it’s waters,
to observe, to marvel,
at its creatures,
great and small.

To see the diversity
of its people, in all
their rainbow shades,
to feel their warmth,
their love, their
big-heartedness.

Means Africa,
has touched your soul,
you have breathed in
a love of Africa, a love
that never ceases,
a love that never
goes away.
you have been
delighted, charmed,
have become
enchanted by
The Spirit of Africa.

For Africa is a
land of spirits,
they occupy dirt,
soil, trees, flowers
fruit, food that feeds;
the mountains, streams,
rivers, seas, oceans,
air, the breath of life, and
all the people of its land.

Africa believes,
that before time,
before,
things began,
there was nothing,
save for a void,
a sphere of spirit
that knew no limit;
it did not have a name.

This one spirit split
broke up, spread,
to change, to
create our world,
and all that’s here.
This one spirit
known to us as love
stays the same, to
invade all it made,
all that visit, especially
those that stay.

Now if you leave,
you’ll always
yearn, you’ll hunger
you’ll always
have that longing
to return.

14-07-2009

poem by Bob Blackwell
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Free

Here as I sit in this lonely square
This train of thought runs through my mind
I like it best when the choice is mine
I want to be free to speak my mind
And if I cry I want no-one to be there (be there)
Free to do what I want to do
And you should share this freedom too
If I lie it must be for a reason
Weve come a long way now
Theres still a way to go
And still were moving onwards
For all that you might think we are innocent
Innocent people
We are free
Im working hard
Im looking for the week-end
Oh! my good god
How the work is hard
And when its down to getting home
We dont know what to do - do you
I hurry home
All the people seem to hurry
Dont push me on
I think for myself
We move as one
We like to keep it all together
I take it all
No problem at all
Im a page in the book
Oooh take a look
Im a part of the whole
All my body and soul
I want you to know Ive cried me a river
Why cant this taker change into a giver
Why cant I work it out
I want to be free
Free in what Im choosin
Free with no excuses
Free to see the people
And to move ooo! ooo! ooo!
Free to choose my lover
Free to choose my brother
Free to need another
And I do - I need you
Im having a ball
Im part of the wall
No-one sees me at all
Im asking for one dance
I know that there wont be a second chance
Theres no return
Im ready to burn
I think Ill never learn
Im looking for direction
What I need from you is real protection
Ive done my best
Ive failed the test
I dont care about the rest
Wont someone set me free
Free in what Im choosin
Free with no excuses
Free to see the people
And to move! ooo! ooo! ooo!
Free to choose my lover
Free to choose my brother
Free to need another
And I do - I need you

song performed by by Heaven 17
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Space Travel Made Easy

Just think;

Space travel without a space suit or spacecraft!
Not possible?
Think again!

There is no need for physical form when spirit is set free
Spirit is pure consciousness that is impervious to hot or cold
Spirit has no need to breathe, eat or drink
Spirit can travel anywhere instantly

Want to know how the sun works?
You can go to the sun’s surface by sheer intention
Yes, anywhere is not only possible but practicable

So how do you separate spirit from your body?
Firstly your ego must be bound and gagged
Then meditate to still the doubting mind
In time you remember how to leave your body
Next you will yourself free of physical form

On Earth;
Release of form is the only freedom possible
Freedom is the launching pad for your spirit
An unencumbered spirit knows all there is to know,
And absolute freedom makes everything possible

Now there is only one question left to ask
What star in the Cosmos do I want to visit?

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
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The present is a present, so be present

Always, behind the known,
the greater unknown…

behind the tedious Latin translation,
the struggle to find French elegance in French -
the private joys of the translator…
that rare intimacy, as a soul to soul
across the divides of language…

‘Laetus in praesens’ says Marsilio Ficino
in his Renaissance colloquial Latin
written up around the wall
of his Academy, such as it was…

The translator – half mechanical,
half philosopher, scribbles down
‘Rejoice in the present’..
and presently, pauses, contemplates…

Is it, was it, as easy as all that?
Sounds good, but is it practical?

In another age, Eckhart Tolle will expound
The Power Of Now – how joy
will follow presence, as the night the day…

The translator, cautious in his guidelines,
contemplates ‘Be present, rejoicing..’
as a poetic alternative… thus satisfying
philosophy as the study of causes…
checks various manuscripts; ah,
it’s written in one as ‘impraesens’…
almost adjectival; as a necessary state:
‘rejoice, being present’ then, perhaps?

Behind the shoulder of the translator,
stands as always, just as does
the unknown at the shoulder of the known,
(not quite nudging, sometimes, the writing arm)
the author…so close, this present moment,
is his presence…

the translator, gifted with a present by the wise,
the presence of the wise,
is wholly present; and that almost
imperceptible joy – recognised only
by the absence of all other things –
which the wise call bliss,
steals like a blessing
from the eternal, timeless, unblemished,
perfect now.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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To Fly

I watch the birds as they fly in the sky
On a peaceful and sunny day
I close my eyes and I let out a sigh
How I wish on a wing with them I could stay.
As in the sky they are soaring above all man
They are so much closer and clearer to GOD
Oh how I wish I wasn't bounded upon the land
As they are the dreams that I have sought.
Just to soar in the sky either day and night
And just to sail the oceans of the sky above
As to me there is not a happier sight
And to myself I think there probably never was.
I wish that I could take up wings and fly
And no longer be home or earthen bound
To be a free soul and just sail the sky
And then maybe one day touch the ground.
To feel the breeze constantly upon my face
The pleasures only birds and angels do know
If that one gift was given upon by GOD's grace
Then I might realize some secrets GOD does know.
So until that time I will just dream and wish
That up in the sky I am sailing and soaring high
Though it I never did and already it I miss
Oh how I wish I was like a bird and fly in the sky.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Freedom Is Not Free

Per an erudite analysis of my country's history,
One thing is sure… my freedom is not free!
I do what I want and criticize those who lead.
My rights are assured because they're decreed.

These rights were purchased with blood and tears
By my forefathers and soldiers today who, through death and fears,
Have had the courage to fight for rights they believed
Were and are necessary to maintain freedom they conceived.

These rights I demand and the freedoms I assume
Are in fact not automatic and can easily spell doom.
If I'm too busy with my little world to care about my nation,
My leaders' own self interest can only lead to devastation.

My rights have obligations to keep me and my country free
If I'm too busy to exercise them, I'll be part of a tremulous tragedy.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Lonely soul

Lonely soul strives to feel
something
anything
to break free
a deadness that lies
a walking corpse
is all i am

Lonely soul
caged, trapped
can't get out
can't get free
no fight left
relentless
weakness gaining upon

Lonely soul
screams out
desperate chaotic screams
yet nobody listens
nobody cares
a lonely soul
is all there is.

poem by Darkangel Flyfree
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You Can Still Be Free

Cool breeze and autumn leaves
Slow motion daylight
A lone pair of watchful eyes
Oversee the living
Feel the presence all around
A tortured soul
A wound unhealing
No regrets or promises
The past is gone
But you can still be free
If time will set you free
Time now to spread your wings
To take to flight
The life endeavour
Aim for the burning sun
You're trapped inside
But you can still be free
If time will set you free
But it's a long long way to go

Keep moving way up high
You see the light
It shines forever
Sail through the crimson skies
The purest light
The light that sets you free
If time will set you free

Sail through the wind and rain tonight
You're free to fly tonight
And you can still be free
If time will set you free
And going higher than the mountain tops
And go high like the wind don't stop
And go high
Free to fly tonight
Free to fly tonight

song performed by by Savage Garden from Affirmation
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Beyond The Oceans Set To Sail...

Beyond the oceans...
Set to sail...!
My soul is lost to an unknown land...!

It screams...
It weeps...
My sleepless nights to help...

My anchor hooked to shores...
Left calm oceans behind...
What if stillness too awaits...ever after
My soul for sake...soulless in loneliness and darkness...

What if I hit to seas...
And it's clamoring rage... To find my soul, my friend no more...

My fears and anxiety ever grow...
Oceans apart...
He calls his love his life...

I by a haunted vision held back to earth's promises...
Life's ties...!
Holy rituals...!
Conventions...!
Night's dark shadow casting upon cold body, hollow...
Moon's faint image grows over the dark sea, over my dumbness, heartlessness
Mourning over my soul's death...

poem by Lama Abbas
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Event Of My Death

Event of my Death
As I Iay in the dawn of the hours waiting for my body to rest
I wonder what I will do in the event of my death….
In the event of my death most just think heaven or hell
No not me it doesn’t stop there…
In the event of my death my spirit will leave my body
My spirit will truly start living
In the event of my death I case my location,
Thinking about what led up to this…
In the event of my death I will visit all my loved ones…
My first visit will be to my king..
I will watch over him making him feel secure..
In the event of my death I will make my presence known
I will make them feel me in the heart and their surroundings…
In the event of my death I will travel…
I will hover over all the pyramids in Egypt,
I will explore all the places I’ve never been..
In the event of my death I will talk with my creator..
I will know all the answers…
Most of all In the Event of my death I will meet with my brother..
My brother and I will be together again…
In the Event of My death I will realize I’m really not dead..
In the Event of My death I will know that my spirit lives on..
I will know what living is all about…
In the Event of My death I will be immortal
I will be goddess a In the Event of My death...
I will be what I was born to be....
I will be free
I will be free of insecurities, free of poverty,
free of calamity, free of a broken heart,
Free of depression, free of negativity,
Free of racism, free of prejudice
I will be free In the Event of my Death
I will be all the things I was born to be...
I will be powerful, I will be beautiful, and I will be limitless
I will be a Goddess in the Event of my death...
Now what will you be....
Author: Templar Thomas

poem by Templar Thomas
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Is Freedom Free? ? ?

America, Land of the Free',
We know the phrase like the back of our hands
We say it pridefully with our flag flying high,
As we sing to the tune with the marching bands
Yet is freedom really free?

Our ancestors had to fight the English,
They had to earn what we take for granted today
Blood was shed and tears were cried,
But there was no alternate way
So tell me is freedom really free?

The Confederates and the Union went head to head,
The Civil War tore America in two
The African Americans had to fight for their rights,
They had to pay the price to do what they wanted to do
Yet we still think Freedom is really free?

Women fought for their right to be equals,
They fought for their rights to work and vote
They stumbled upon a lot of road blocks,
But they never gave up their hope
And you think Freedom is really free?

Even today we are still fighting for our freedom,
Soldiers abroad are defending our rights
Protecting our people and our homeland,
And losing thier lives in the fights
And still you say Freedom is really free?

It's something we don't always think about,
It's something we all take with a grain of salt
But what if one day, you would wake up and it was all gone,
Who do you think would be at fault?

You see little by little they're drawing the strings,
Your privacy can be invaded
Telephones tapped and cameras in your home,
If ever you are suspected

They say in order to keep us safe and our freedom intact,
They have to take such drastic measures
But stop and think for one minute,
What is the purpose of all these pleasures?
If Freedom isn't really free?

poem by Elizabeth U. Adams
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Rise My Soul

Rise my soul
watch over me
as I rise to be free

Rise my soul
watch the crow
fly free

Rise my soul
as I fight
for freedom and peace

Rise my soul
let them see
freedom is not a sin
it's for people like
me and him

Rise my soul

poem by Dave Alan Walker
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The Freedom Of The Soul

Am I not supposed to be singing emancipation?
Am I not supposed to be dancing in elation?
Am I not supposed to be jumping in rejuvenation?

How can I sing when my heart is bleeding?
It is not the wounds of yesterday
It is not the wounds of the past
It is the wounds of today
My heart is bleeding

As they sing free at last
As they jump in emancipation
As they sigh a sigh of relief
But my heart is bleeding

For they sing freedom when they are not free
How is freedom freedom if your soul is in bounds?
How is freedom freedom if your spirit is still in chains?
The freedom of the soul is greater than the freedom of the flesh

We have not been freed from the oppression of sin
The inward oppression is worse than the outward oppression
We are oppressed by sin and depressed by its consequences
Unless a man repents from sin he shall remain inbounds!

poem by Philani Zincume
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Weirdo

The other day I came across
Someone I knew and he was lost
I dont care what we have done
You never will believe it
Its a life thats made for me
Where I can be completely free
So long as I obey this sound
That echoes all around
Just like the ocean or the sea
Just like the blood that burns in me
Someone like you cannot be free
Just like a lock without a key
Just like the ocean or the sea
Just like the blood that burns in me
Someone like you cannot be free
Just like a lock without a key
Just like the ocean or the sea
Just like the blood that burns in me
Someone like you cannot be free
Just like a lock without a key
Just like the ocean or the sea
Just like the blood that burns in me
Someone like you cannot be free
Just like a lock without a key
So, I thought this cannot be
Theres someone else in here with me
I dont care where we have been
You never will believe it
I know you and you know me
And were as happy as we can be
I know where this world belongs
It dont mean much to me
Just like the ocean or the sea
Just like the blood that burns in me
Someone like you cannot be free
Just like a lock without a key

song performed by by New Order
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