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When you cage the spirit And you blinkers your mind, A cell is where you’ll be you’ll find, Locked within this gilded cage Full of fury and of rage, With nobody else but you to blame You’ll realise,to your own shame, You’re the prison guard and inmate locked within your self constructed cage.
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The universe is creation and birth Yet it is also one of chaos and destruction, Within our conscious minds we live many lies That holds us in place so that our freedom is denied, Yet we hold onto this out of a sense of false pride And because of this we constantly wail and cry,…
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Gripped by something strange And though my mind says be aware, And my heart says you must leave it alone Something draws me in to the danger zone, And the shadows move in corners unseen And every fibre in my body screams, Just leave this strangeness alone I can feel the chill of terror within…
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Darkness surrounding Torment abounding, I hear angst sounding Across my nightmares at night, The sense of hopeless living The sense of something missing, The darkness is not forgiving It so endless and deep.
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War is atrocious There’s no glory in it, Dead bodies of soldiers Is mankinds sickness, Weapons tear flesh And shatter the bones, Rips through the organs I hear the cries and the moans, The death rattle finale Confirms to me, The nature of humanities Contempt and cruelty, Towards life and death For our fellow man,…
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Your eyes are my eyes Our eyes are humanities sight, We all need to share the same vision Of love, light and kindness and hope.
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Carry me away on love My humility can never be enough, My appreciation for kindness shown Helps me develop and helps me grow, Carry me away on love My stillness reflects my peaceful state, As I float away on a cloud of grace Carry me away.
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Sparsity as opposed to a plethora It is like poverty as opposed to privilege, There is a balance inbetween these two, And intelligence understands the equal needs Ignorance thrives within the fertile soil that spawns greed, This is a true reflection of our conscious reality.
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Dank wet walls Cold wet floor, Rusty iron bars On my cell door, No windows No natural light, Sounds of suffering Screaming all night, I fear everything I see figures in the darkness, No matter how I try I can’t reside in calmness, This nightmare is torturing me But this is a place I choose…
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Why should we play the systems game When everything is rigged their way, When voting has not a chance of changing anything Because your vote isn’t the majority, We live in a majority ruled society Where many things with which you don’t agree are imposed on you, We are then subjected to majority rule Where…
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