buddhism
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A new year message and one of joy A wish to save all girls and boys, To uplift our society into peace So all hardship and suffering can be released, Without restrictions, without censorship We should move forward to heal all the rifts, Regardless of nation, sex, faith or colour We should be unifying to
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What a year, could it get worse Full of pain and too much hurt, And it will carry on this way Until we unite and demand change, And fight back against the dark powers Taking us to the midnight hour, We need to bond regardless of faith Or political alligience sexuality or gender, We need
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White frost covering all around On an ice cold day, I see my breath, Cars covered white in a sheet The ground feels slippery under my feet, Life seems suspended as few venture out Cobwebs are easy to view on trees in full sight, Puddles frozen and have a reflective sheen, There’s something comforting about
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Punk stands for peace, autonomy and change Not sucking from a system that instills shame, Upon those who are struggling in poverty We stand against nuclear weapons through CND, We fight for the environment and animal rights We represent the oppressed in their desperate plight, To free themselves from tyranny and oppression Being an anarcho-punk
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Treat people with respect And be willing to show love, Don’t look at them suspiciously And then attempt to judge, Treat them as a friend before a foe You can’t judge people on what you don’t know, Regardless of faith or the colour of skin Forget gender or sexuality Treat everybody as your kin, And
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Power to the people who are oppressed Those who are downtrodden and who get less, Power to those living under apartheid and occupation And we hope one day for war cessations, Power to the women who were abused and raped By those people motivated by power, greed and hate, Power to those in poverty because
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The way of life is through truth It cannot be censored or hidden, Truth cannot be denied Even if it goes against how you feel, The censoring or denial of truth, For the benefit of those who are exposed to that truth, Are weak and are also complicit, And those that are financially benifitting Or
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Dirty little oligarchs They steal our well earned cash, And then deprive us of healthcare And add it to the pile of stash, They dictator all media stories And work with corporate shits, To ensure we fall in line and if we had the wit, We would see the truth in how They dictate and
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In the UK you are judged If you do not have a mortgage, By those who have one It seems then we’re not good enough, Work your life just to do this Playing by the rules and plan, Only for you to get older And you really can’t understand, When your health fails And you’re
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We live in a world Ruled by the trigger, Controlled by elites And we are all n*ggers, No matter our colour We’re all seen as the same, No matter your nationhood And no matter your faith, And women are objects And everyone’s a slave, Under a system of corporate ways, Headed up by the oligarchs
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