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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
Apologies of an Average Joe
I'm sorry that I can speak
Of things you don't understand.
I'm sorry I asked you nicely,
Rather than yelling a command.
I'm sorry I called you daily
Trying to be sure that you were okay.
I'm sorry I didn't ignore you,
But rather thought of you all day.
But even more...
I'm sorry that I'm not thin
Like the people on TV.
I'm sorry if I'm too loud or quiet
And not afraid to be me.
I'm sorry if you can't see
The feelings here within my heart.
And even so, I'm still sorry
To have to watch you fall apart.
It is you I adore...
So forgive me for my intellect
And forgive me for my fears
That I'll remain your loyal friend
Still so helpless to your tears.
So forgive me for not being handsome
Nor pretty enough, nor strong.
And forgive me for being a fool,
For being in love with you so darn long.
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Literature
our world of fragile things
slowly the sand drops
it's slow pour can never stop
we walked it's courtyard holding hands
stars fly by of glass, and sand
feelings so strong we pull them from the sky
you smiled at me, as they twinkle in your eye
we feel so grateful for each, and every grain
thank them for their kindness, and how great they've been
the glass walls echo with our hearts in a sigh
as loves sandy rainfall drops from falling sky
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Literature
Calm.
I am calm.
Not calm like a yoga instructor
Not calm like a lonely coroner in the morgue.
Not calm like a doctor telling someone they have an STD
Just calm.
Calm like the ocean on a cool summer night
Calm like a pilot flying his flight
Calm like a sociopath disposing of the remains.
Calm like an actor, acting this way.
Calm enough to burst into tears.
Quiet enough so no one will hear.
Weary enough, but I still never fear.
Never fear anything, ever, at all.
Never show emotion, so I'll never fall.
Calm like the air right after a storm.
Calm like the sound of an empty dorm.
Calm like a person, not alive anymore.
Calm.
So very calm.
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Literature
Lost in you
       The distance between us
        Its taken me whole
           Distressing
            Devouring
           My very soul
              Gasping
                But
             Breathing
           I try to find
         The pieces of mine
          Fragmented mind.
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Literature
What am I To you
Your not as blind as i thought...
But how do you see me?
  What am I to you?
Im confused,
I like you,
You know that.
  What am I to you.
Your words and actions confuse me.
I shall be your toy no longer.
   What am I to you?
Love? You?
Do they go together?
I want to know.
But will I get to?
Only you can answer that...
   What am I to you?
Please give me a sign...
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Literature
What's a heart to a home?
Home is where the heart is, is a thing that people say.
I question where your home is
once your heart starts to decay?
Is it northward or southward, is it someplace warm?
Or does it reside in a neighbourhood of neglect brewing up a storm?
When it's broken, when it's damaged can you send it in for repairs?
Or is the valve irreplacable once you realise no one cares?
If it's blackened with the heartache, if it's bruised with the pain,
can you push a magic button can you start it up again?
I say not for a heart,
is like fragile state of mind.
It works with love but shuts down to the unkind.
I think once a hearts been cracked it can not ever be unbroken,
you can't patch it up with sticky glue, only with words, still unspoken.
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Literature
So, It Shatters
So, It Shatters:
So, today it fell.
It slipped right from
My grasp.
As it fell,
It shattered on the floor
Like glass.
The shards sliced,
And as they spread
I gasped.
So, I bled today.
My heart was ripped
Right from my chest.
As I bled,
I told myself it was for
The best.
The blood pooled,
And I looked at it,
But still I couldn't rest.
So, I smiled today.
It spread across my lips when
I wasn't thinking about you.
As it faded,
My heart ached and stomach cramped,
But I knew
That before today
We were friends,
And I could trust you.
So, after today
I leave with a sad smile
Still here.
As a friend,
Something so special about me,
I'll always care.
Though I wish
That somedays I wouldn't because I can't
Always bare
The pain.
But here I stay
For you. As a friend,
As guidence.
Even though you
Broke me. I told you
It's okay.
But I still feel it-
The empty space
Inside me.
Air is filling it,
Because my heart lies shattered
On the floor.
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Literature
A Letter of Reasoning
A Letter of Reasoning
Hello Mother, Hello Father
This is me – your son or daughter
I can't stay long, so I'll say it fast;
I need to go over things of the past
Listen closely, now don't you fret
This letter is to you so you won't forget;
It happened quickly, I understand,
Just listen to my reprimand:
This first part is to you, my mother
The one who didn't even bother:
You brought me into this dead world,
Then you left me to die
You never said one word to me
You never said goodbye
An infant child no more than one
Cries long into the night
The yearning for its mother's tone
To play in its ears has died
As it grew it never knew
Of what a mother would be like
You left me alone in this world
And I cried every single night
The next is to my father so,
You held on tight and never let go:
I love you much
You know it's true
It's not all your fault
So don't blame you
You were young and stupid
In this world
Every night it changed
It was always a different girl
You weren't there
For most my l
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Thanks much for the fave :)
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You're welcome.
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Thanks for the favorite:)
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thanks for the llama!! :squee:
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