buddhism
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You go to work at eight o’clock And don’t get home til five, And you just do not see how work dictates your life, And if you do then you believe that living this way is right, Because you were programmed to live that way in order to survive, Working to make others rich while…
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We can write what we want but only on others terms, Because they try to censor our written words, As if freedom of speech is an idea absurd, Something that not should always be heard But the defiance in me then is on full alert, And I shout it louder than ever before And let…
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Behind the veil and smoke and mirrors Of governmental corrupt figures, Those suited men and women who deal in suffering You’ll find heartless soulless corridors of power, That echo the cries of the homeless and poor Who are sneered at by society because they dare ask for more, These callous brutal politicians Hate us, the…
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Where I live and work There are lots of middle class people, And their casual Facistic racism Rolls so easily of the tongue for them, It’s as if it’s in their DNA Mention it to these people, And they go from reasonable To bitter and nasty very quickly, Guess the truth is not a welcome…
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I live in the moment I look at the stars, I am dreamer And where ever you are, You are always in my mind. When I see beauty I think of you, When I hear your voice Then I hear the truth, You are always on my mind. I have hopes And I have beliefs,…
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Within me, there is a state of disorder An in chaos, lawless and wild, I find within me a need to be free To be individual and singularly unique, I find the turmoil of living Somehow as kind of serene, When I find myself meditating I am existential, and anarchic, I think outside the box…
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Many of us have been touched by love Many of us have been touched by light, There are many who feel deeply spiritual But sadly many have felt none of the above at all, Refusing maybe to let any of these things in Worried somehow they may end up hurting, Afraid to go for it…
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From the cold streets I see warm homes Lots of various colourful lights hung up outside dazzling, I see the glow of comfy homes inside Christmas trees decorated do nice, I see this from the cold streets In vagrancy I have to little to eat, Down on my luck through no fault of my own…
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Crossing over the open void Empty now it’s seems so hollow, But beauty was once there for all to see As we lived out all our fantasies, But the light drifted away and it all went cold The love that we shared began to fold, And withering like the flowers in our garden What was…
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Immature lyrics Written by rappers, Spewing words About bitches and pussy, As if they’ve never had any, Reducing women Down to sexual objects, Less than them Not equal, barely a guest, In their machismo minds Of their so called thug life They don’t highlight Themselves in the best Possible way and yet They continue on…
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