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Tears are falling fast.
Tears for now, tears for the past. Will we grasp the meaning of this war? Or grasp the reality, the insanity, of any war that came before? So many, and "in the name of God," but that's just a facade, smoke and mirrors. "For Oil We Stand, Divided We Thrive" so the motto seems. The American Dream? Western Imperialism at its best? Do we honestly invest to systematically oppress, depress, stress, cause unrest among other peoples, other nations? "They" must be contained so resources are gained, strategic sites obtained. Oh, but we can explain! The “communists are coming,” and now the terrorists. There's no error as to who THEY are; "they wear scarves" so of course we're alarmed! “We” wear suits, yes, we're civilized, and deny any blood on our hands! Can't we just get our people to blindly understand we're under attack? And so, the beat goes on....and so do the bombs.... ~© JDS 04/06/2009~ |
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... how painfully liberating it is to be able to objectively critique ones government.
... how painfully emancipating it must be to admit a collective & national complicity. ... for it is this honesty and virtue of spirit Angel,that has defined you as of a caliber celestial & evolved. 
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A power packed Poem Angel...Awesome...
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Edited by
AngelLight
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DON'T ASK ME!
Roses fall from the sky for those who live, for those who die. Angels cry to wash away all our grief, all the lies. Young soldiers march off to war. The sky opens up, and it pours. At whose expense are we "free?" Complicity echoes "Don't ask me!" ~© JDS 04/07/2009~ |
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... how painfully liberating it is to be able to objectively critique ones government. ... how painfully emancipating it must be to admit a collective & national complicity. ... for it is this honesty and virtue of spirit Angel,that has defined you as of a caliber celestial & evolved.
Ty for that reflection Prime... |
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A power packed Poem Angel...Awesome...
Ty for reading Ainjel....from my heart to yours ... |
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WOW!!!!
wonderful as always, J. 
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WOW!!!! wonderful as always, J.
((((J)))) 
Ty for being here... |
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...i wonder what it would be in heaven and on earth... if all voices were to protest with Love... not WAR.
... if the conscience of a generation concurred with the conscience of THE AGES. .... sadly the ZEITGEIST does resonate with the indictable words "Don't Ask me". ... Poignant social commentary Angel ... 
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Vous êtes bienvenu mon chéri… vous ainsi encapsulez l'ESSENCE de l'amour.
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A wonderful commentary Angel ...
Yell Fire - Michael Franti A revolution never come with a warning A revolution never sends you an omen A revolution just arrived like the morning Ring the alarm, we come to wake up the snoring They tellin' you to never worry about the future They tellin' you to never worry about the torture They tellin you that you'll never see the horror Spend it all today and we will bill you tomorrow Three piece suits and bank accounts in Bahamas Wall street crime will never send you to the slammer Tell all the children in the arms of their mommas The F-15 is a homicide bomber TV commercials for a popping pill culture Drug companies circling like a vulture An Iraqi babies with a G.I. Joe father Ten years from now is anyboby gonna bother Yell Fire, yo, yo ,yo Here we come, here we come Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Revolution a comin' Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Everyone addicted to the same nicotine Everyone addicted to the same gasoline Everyone addicted to a technicolour scream Everybody trying to get their hands on same green From the banks of the river to the banks of the greedy All of the riches taken back by needy We come from the country and we come from the city You play us on the record, you can play us on the CD All the **** you given us is fertilizer The seeds that we planted you can brutalize them Tell the corporation you can never globalize you Like Peter Toss said Legalize It Girls and boys hear the bass and treble Rumble in the speakers and it make you wanna rebel Throw your hands up, take it to another level And you can never, ever, ever make a deal with the devil Yell Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Here we come, here we come Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Revolution a comin' Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo |
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what thought provoking poems...your powerful voice shines through
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Edited by
AngelLight
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... how painfully liberating it is to be able to objectively critique ones government. ... how painfully emancipating it must be to admit a collective & national complicity. ... for it is this honesty and virtue of spirit Angel,that has defined you as of a caliber celestial & evolved.
Yes, it is both painful and liberating....I think we are all confronted, on some deep level, with having to ask, as "Neo" did in the movie The Matrix, which pill will or do or did we choose to swallow.....the red one or the blue one? |
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Vous êtes bienvenu mon chéri… vous ainsi encapsulez l'ESSENCE de l'amour.
Ty...that is truly a beautiful thing to say...
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A wonderful commentary Angel ...
Yell Fire - Michael Franti A revolution never come with a warning A revolution never sends you an omen A revolution just arrived like the morning Ring the alarm, we come to wake up the snoring They tellin' you to never worry about the future They tellin' you to never worry about the torture They tellin you that you'll never see the horror Spend it all today and we will bill you tomorrow Three piece suits and bank accounts in Bahamas Wall street crime will never send you to the slammer Tell all the children in the arms of their mommas The F-15 is a homicide bomber TV commercials for a popping pill culture Drug companies circling like a vulture An Iraqi babies with a G.I. Joe father Ten years from now is anyboby gonna bother Yell Fire, yo, yo ,yo Here we come, here we come Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Revolution a comin' Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Everyone addicted to the same nicotine Everyone addicted to the same gasoline Everyone addicted to a technicolour scream Everybody trying to get their hands on same green From the banks of the river to the banks of the greedy All of the riches taken back by needy We come from the country and we come from the city You play us on the record, you can play us on the CD All the **** you given us is fertilizer The seeds that we planted you can brutalize them Tell the corporation you can never globalize you Like Peter Toss said Legalize It Girls and boys hear the bass and treble Rumble in the speakers and it make you wanna rebel Throw your hands up, take it to another level And you can never, ever, ever make a deal with the devil Yell Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Here we come, here we come Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Revolution a comin' Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Fire, yo, yo, yo, yo Ty AG....and for posting that.....wow....very direct and to the point. 
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Edited by
AngelLight
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what thought provoking poems...your powerful voice shines through Ty ((((P))))...I appreciate your post and your ways... how lovely u r! |
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Edited by
1PrimeUSDABeefcake
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Tue 04/07/09 07:11 PM
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... how painfully liberating it is to be able to objectively critique ones government. ... how painfully emancipating it must be to admit a collective & national complicity. ... for it is this honesty and virtue of spirit Angel,that has defined you as of a caliber celestial & evolved.
Yes, it is both painful and liberating....I think we are all confronted, on some deep level, with having to ask, as "Neo" did in the movie The Matrix, which pill will or do or did we choose to swallow.....the red one or the blue one? Wouldn't it be utilitarian if Courage... Conscientiousness ... Transparency .... and Love could be achieved by way of a PILL. Tell you what Angel.... I surmise that if these virtues were pharmaceutically available, they would be the least profitable to the manufactures and no reported case of overdose or prescription abuse would be recorded. |
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... how painfully liberating it is to be able to objectively critique ones government. ... how painfully emancipating it must be to admit a collective & national complicity. ... for it is this honesty and virtue of spirit Angel,that has defined you as of a caliber celestial & evolved.
Yes, it is both painful and liberating....I think we are all confronted, on some deep level, with having to ask, as "Neo" did in the movie The Matrix, which pill will or do or did we choose to swallow.....the red one or the blue one? Wouldn't it be utilitarian if Courage... Conscientiousness ... Transparency .... and Love could be achieved by way of a PILL. Tell you what Angel.... I surmise that if these virtues were pharmaceutically available, they would be the least profitable to the manufactures and no reported case of overdose or prescription abuse would be recorded. Wow. Love the concept....
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REMNANTS OF WAR
What’s this heard faint in the distance? There’s only silence where once came cries of heart wrenching resistance. A hush has fallen upon the land where child soldiers took command. The last thing heard was a bomb’s detonation; no one wins inside the sound of sin. A reporter scrambles to grab his kodak moment, while civilians run under blackened sky. The morning comes yet there is no dew to touch the honeysuckle that once flourished and grew. No people seen as the sun rises in glory. This isn’t a dream, it’s remnants of war. ~© JDS 04/08/2009~ |
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... how painfully liberating it is to be able to objectively critique ones government. ... how painfully emancipating it must be to admit a collective & national complicity. ... for it is this honesty and virtue of spirit Angel,that has defined you as of a caliber celestial & evolved.
Yes, it is both painful and liberating....I think we are all confronted, on some deep level, with having to ask, as "Neo" did in the movie The Matrix, which pill will or do or did we choose to swallow.....the red one or the blue one? Wouldn't it be utilitarian if Courage... Conscientiousness ... Transparency .... and Love could be achieved by way of a PILL. Tell you what Angel.... I surmise that if these virtues were pharmaceutically available, they would be the least profitable to the manufactures and no reported case of overdose or prescription abuse would be recorded. Wow. Love the concept....
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