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On Freedom
I did not know freedom
Until I knew boundaries
Until I wanted to expand
I could not feel confined
So was I caged from the beginning?
And if so does it matter?
For if the boundaries had not existed,
Would I have known what it meant to cross?
For if freedom were the absence of boundaries
Then I was trapped from the beginning
But if I never would've tried to expand
Then was I never confined?
If I've never felt confined
Have I never tried expansion?
Or have I, contrarily, always exceeded boundaries?
And if I've always felt confined
Am I always expanding?
Or am I, contrarily, being held back
By the one
Boundary?
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Literature
Where is My Righteous Indignation?
Where oh where is my righteous indignation?
Where oh where has it gone?
For my nation that bleeds
Black blood for foreign thieves
Where oh where has it gone?
Where oh where is my righteous indignation?
Where oh where has it gone?
While bomb blasts resound
Scattering death on the ground
Where oh where has it gone?
Where oh where is my righteous indignation?
Where oh where has it gone?
As our leaders serve self
And our people serve wealth
Where oh where has it gone?
Where oh where is my righteous indignation?
Where oh where has it gone?
By the failures gone past
I last saw it, aghast
And now, it seems, I have none.
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Literature
Hello From the Other Side
Hello from the other side
I've thought of you a thousand times
And I'll not say something brand new
Nor repeat again that I miss you
My heart demands, and so I say
Listen, I'll be here, till you someday
Are willing to say hello back
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Literature
Progress?
So I wake up this morning
And I think I ought to write
The problem is I’m not so sure
’bout the direction of my life
Things seem to be going well
But that’s just what it is
I don’t know whether time will tell
Or that’s just what it is
Am I happy? That’s the question
There’s a bit of malcontent
Most days go by too quickly
To be caught, before they went
Suddenly, I’m just straight cruising
And it feels a bit unfair
Cause I’ve done nothing to earn this role
And yet, look at, I’m here
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Literature
D Evaluation
I started to write
But then I thought it moot
I mean the thing I had to say
Was just a bit of truth
The whole word must've known it
It wasn't new to me
So why should I express a thing
So so so ordinary?
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Literature
Oh, Dear Lord
Oh Dear Lord, how could it be!?
With outstretched hand, you reach for me
Who am I, that you should bend
Your precious hip, your hand extend
For I know not how to stray from sin
Although I try, I rarely win
My flesh rebels, to drown in shame
Yet you pardon, time and again
Oh Dear Lord, how could it be!?
With outstretched hand, you reach for me
Who am I, that you should bend
Your precious hip, your hand extend
I bow in awe of your grace
The glory of your holy face
Doth shine on me, I cannot look
And still you reach, through holy book
Oh Dear Lord, how could it be!?
With outstretched hand, you reach for me
Who am I, that you should bend
Your precious hip, your hand extend
Your Word, He heals and fills me up
Your Spirit counsels, builds me up
Your Son forgives, and frees me up
Till I'm secure, and worries stop
Oh Dear Lord, how could it be!?
With outstretched hand, you reach for me
Who am I, that you should bend
Your precious hip, your hand extend
You are the potter, I am the clay
You are
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Literature
He Gave Me Rest
When every whisper was a siren
And every sound, an alarm to my ears
He gave me silence
When every mumble pointed a finger
And every grumble, accused of my fears
He gave me solitude
And when every dream was a nightmare
And every whim, a cause to be scared
He gave me rest
Oh! What a great God He is!
Amen. Hallelujah!
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Literature
In His presence
Oh! What joy! What Joy!
It is to love the Lord
To celebrate without restraint
His grace unto us ward
In His presence, we are blameless
For the debts of sin were paid
When the Son of Man
For man's own sake
Descended to the grave
Oh! What joy! What Joy!
It is to follow Him
To walk the path least trodden
For the glory of our King
In His presence, we are blameless
For the debts of sin were paid
When the Son of Man
For man's own sake
Descended to the grave.
Oh! What joy! What Joy!
It is to serve in faith
Believing in a morrow where
We march amongst the saints
In His presence, we are blameless
For the debts of sin were paid
When the Son of Man
For man's own sake
Descended to the grave.
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Literature
Until I Had to Coo to You
A lighter heart I have not felt
Since fear and doubt within it dwelt
With chains and shackles roundabout
A straight jacket on love
I thought I felt as others do
As free to love, as free to coo
Until I had to coo to you
Until I had to coo to you
A jingle jangle awkward dance
This was the form of my advance
With two left feet I tried to Waltz
With each left foot I found some faults
I thought I felt as others do
As free to love, as free to coo
Until I had to coo to you
Until I had to coo to you
A startled bull in China shop
A bungling fool, more clumsied up
You had me when you said "Hello"
What did I say? Uh... I don't know?
I thought I felt as others do
As free to love, as free to coo
Until I had to coo to you
Until I had to coo to you
Until I had to coo to you
I thought I felt as others do
As free to love, as free to coo
Turns out in fact, that was untrue.
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Literature
Twen [T minus Something]
You're a day over twenty,
Or a year, or nine more
So it's time to get hassled
For we have been keeping score
You may not feel it, but you're lonely
And you've got to find a spouse
You may not know it, but you're homely
And you need to buy a house
When we call you "twenty-something"
It just means we've had enough
It's a sign we think you're ready
To find love, and kids, and stuff
So start looking and stop slacking!
We are sure it will pay off
And speaking of getting paid
Find a job, the market's tough
Look, we know that you are sceptic
And we know, that you're afraid
Yes we know, you don't feel ready
But we're sick of your delays
Step it up, young man or woman
It is time to do your part
Best read "Twen [T minus something]"
It counts down, until you start.
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Literature
Manic
I AM NOT
INSANE
YET!!!
This bluster belies the beads of sweat
Scoring his forehead and marring his vest as
His heart reattempts an escape from his chest
His eyes seem to dart as if they're on a quest
His words are so quick that they all come in bursts
His thoughts are belaboured; they seem such a mess
Still he doesn't think he's a man in distress
He's worried because he knows these are the signs
He's worried because it's happened other times
He's Worried. So worried. He's out of his mind.
A panic so manic, that it's a rare find...
YET
INSANE
I AM NOT!!!
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Literature
Problem Solvers
"Time! More Time!" the teachers cry
As six by ten seconds fly by
"I started in the afternoon
How did it get this late, so soon?"
"Why!? Why!?" principals sigh
As two in three students fall shy
"I know we did, all that we could
Why is it not being understood?"
"How!? How!?" the district asks
Can we solve for [tool] in [task]?
"What can we use across the map
That gets our grades up to the cap?"
"Whoa! Whoa!" the gurus say
Let's look at this a different way
"A problem underlies these facts
Let's analyze..
   and do the math"
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Literature
The Road to Inner Peace
Along the road to inner peace
I found a truth: I was amiss
Lost in a sea of mental bliss  
I thought I knew...
I knew not this.
That to be weak is to be strong
That we all need to feel we belong
That hearts are made to be exposed
And secrets must not stay untold
For in this life, we will have fears
And we might feel, that no one cares
But if we hide our heartfelt tears
Then when we cry...
Well, no one hears.
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Literature
The Wurm
The Arena...
It was the one place where the words of a child would be respected as that of an adult: where age didn’t matter, and your decisions were your own.
Nothing more than an open space in the middle of the market square, it had always had a name too grand for its appearance. But it was where battles were fought, debts were paid. and grievances settled - with the price of blood.
Which made it the one place… the only place… where he could get his revenge.
Now as he stood amongst the crowd, watching the final match before his own, plotting and visualizing the many ways he was going to butcher the bastard… a strange calm settled over his mind.
Revenge
He took a step forward, making his way through the throng of people surrounding the ring...
REVenge
His eyes intently focused on the goal before him, he pushed aside those who stood in his path, and squeezed between others unaware of his wrath.
REVENge
Clearing
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Literature
Writer's Block
I had a dream of writer's block
A dream in which my mind was stuck
On words like verbs, and terms like f*ck
And how my head deserved a knock
And in this dream I was quite vexed
I was so mad I was perplexed
I couldn't think of what came next
Nor how to finish up my text
I begged my words to understand
I begged that they come on demand
I couldn't bear a pen so still
That couldn't move by my sheer will
Yet on deaf ears befell my pleas
And this fact brought me to my knees
So I left a prayer on the breeze
"Next time...
I pray to write with ease."
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Literature
The Lady Contortionist
I once knew a lady contortionist
Who got stiffer as she got older.
She got locked in position
And called a physician
As she could only look over her shoulder.
Her legs were akimbo, disjointed
Her arms bade her body goodbye.
Her nose squashed right in
To the dent of her chin,
And her vision was lost in one eye!
Her stomach found refuge in quite a strange place
Not telling you exactly where.
But suffice to say,
She quite rued the day
That she’d failed to remove all the hair!
Her lungs soon collapsed in submission
And breathing became quite a chore.
And I know it’s far-fetched
But her buttocks had stretched
And draped messily on the floor!
Her doctor called in a Knot Expert
Who examined her body with pity.
His brain then he wracked
But restored her intact,
Apart from her tattooed left titty!
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Literature
D'amour et Lions
Down here,
Where the sun rises.
Shaking it's golden mane across the sky and shining
where the lions lie together.
Where wild and untamed eyes find shade,
and peace
and food
and love.
The kind of gallant love you'd find in Africa.
Where if you want it you better let it know,
Even a purr would do.
Unless cursed with age or youth,
Or the very confusing, and dangerous adolescence.
Either way, you have to fight for her.
But short is that love of pride.
Short is the time spent to care,
Down here
Where the roaring sun is born, where it loves and where it dies
And where lions shake their hungry manes across the moon. 
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Literature
Water, Water Everywhere
The words can flow like a river,
Or be hidden like tears in rain,
And you've disguised your words,
In the game you still play,
If you want to talk, talk,
But if you don't, then don't,
As simple as that.
But I'm not in the mood for games,
Not anymore,
I don't wish to be your friend,
It was a terrible idea of yours,
And it was a terrible idea of mine,
To ever believe I should be yours.
But Big River's gone and overflowed,
With not even a teardrop from me,
But a collective downpour of my sanity melting away,
With heavy sighs and a heavy heart,
With loneliness being my companion,
And so I wander the Universe alone,
As the Doctor,
The Wanderer,
The Gray Lantern,
The Shadow,
Whatever you wish to call me,
I flow down the River,
A literal Huck Finn.
Water, water, everywhere; nor any drop to drink.
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Odyssey II: That Which Can Be Imagined
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Odyssey. I can think of no better word to describe the journey that took place these past few months.
With the prologue, “They’re Mad, They Are,” I began work on a vessel that was not yet ready for sea. And on that holed ship, together we embarked over open waters towards an unknown destination.
What I then witnessed both touched and humbled me. You, the mighty crew of the HMS
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Thanks much for the fave :)
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Mabogunje Featured By Owner Apr 27, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome.
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Thanks for the favorite:)
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fradarlin Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2014  Professional Digital Artist
thanks for the llama!! :squee:
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