poetry
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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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I speak the truth I speak aloud, I am made to feel That this is not allowed, I share the fight For people’s rights, And I am told that it is wrong But I know that I must just stay strong, Because it’s only wrong In the eyes of those who lie, Or want to
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The light shines bright Throughout the universe tonight, And as I stare I realise that I am aware Of all those souls out there that truly care, And who helps those who are struggling out there They are always willing and able to share, And as I look out I see each of their lights
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Every day I try to understand you Each and everyday I try to get my head around this truth, But every time I think I understand the things you do I end up getting lost and somewhat confused, It’s like you leave me simmering in a brain stew of perplexities, Leaving me wondering if it’s
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Racism and white supremacy Is taking root because of insecurity, Blaming people of colour for Their failed lives, so they look to the shores, For anyone different who is arriving To say white people can’t be surviving, These people who are coming to our lands, Even though it’s us destroying their countries With our own
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All the old monoliths of the past Have turned to dust and did not last, And the global systems as they are now Will soon go the same way, this is my vow, And if change doesn’t happen then it’ll all crash And everything in existence will be reduced to ash, So let’s develop a
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