Stand Your Ground
Don't bury your head in the sand Don't watch on while it gets out of hand Little changes start from within There's none without sin Take your knocks and get back up Don't let them keep you down Don't...
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Don't bury your head in the sand Don't watch on while it gets out of hand Little changes start from within There's none without sin Take your knocks and get back up Don't let them keep you down Don't...
Inspired by @leelee101 piece 'La Gueca Solo' A son, mother, daughter, father dissapears. Raped, tortured or murdered, gone from this world never to reappear.
Many lives know what it is to need. Many mouths are plagued by flies but never feed. Barren lands where sorrows grow. Pain and suffering the life they know. But even so, a mother still smiled.
We are beautiful, enchanting, Together we love romancing, Our bodies do incredible things, Swim, jump, run, laugh, sing...
Battery hens are cruely abused and never see the light. Most die from being overheated. Some horrid people beat animals in the abattoir or stump their cigarette butts on them.
People say we're evil, that we're going straight to death I say that we are human, and we will ring the equality bell. People tease us constantly, laughing when we cry.
Every man, woman, and child Seeks equal justice Equal opportunities Equal dignity Without discrimination Regardless of race, sex, religion Sexual preference or social status When you were born You...
You see it. You can picture it right now. It pains you to see it. Yet you see it and do nothing. You watch it. Never lifting a finger. It hurts. You make your excuses. Its not your problem.
My name seeks to weave,. To encourage others to believe,. I want arms up in the air,. To create a world that is fair,. Let nature be saved by rhyme,. Give a negotiation more time,.
How deaf we have stayed And how blind we have been To the music we've played And the fights we have seen It's not long until All this mess will collapse We're already living to kill But falling in...
Without stating the obvious, it is most likely that you would have heard or seen or perhaps even aided the current revolution.
He's the poor man that you see sleeping on the streets He's barely hanging on, Cause he's got nothing to eat He's the tattered little boy Living in a third-world place His pain is reflected on his...
We all sit in the back. Wondering who's next to leave. Next to serve a new master. Life-long to work and heave. We all range from. Little 4 year olds. To teens ready to escape. From working the coals.
Many hours had passed and I spent my time helping the homeless and giving food to the hungry.
I haven't posted anything in a long time, but now there's a very important matter that I want to write about, and I apologize beforehand if this sounds like an unproductive rant unfit for this means...
There was once a young man going on a journey. He went by plane. A couple of minutes after he say down, he realized that he was sitting next to a black man.
Change is hard A forever changing art From a broken glass shard To all those smart Change is everywhere And attempted too Easy to share But complicated to do Certain things need to be...
We all have the capacity to love, Yet there's a propensity to hate. Search for peace's white dove, It is never too late. Don't forget your tradition, But don't be ruled by the past.
I'm red with rage and furious Who the fuck do they think they are. I pace around this kitchen Wearing anger's ugly scar.
The words that we speak be they strong or weak Shape the person we show to others we know. Words make lovers swoon 'by the light of a silvery moon' A magical phrase cuts through doubts haze.
Welcome to the world A place you've seen before A house of horrors at a carnival A place blighted by war Where children cannot roam free The streets are filled with knives People wielding them on...
If you bully me then your no better than the rest. No better than the ones who bully you. Why make me feel the way you do. Why make me feel like nothing, when you have everything.
I love my bed, And I'm grateful for it. Not everyone gets a bed. Think of that next time you sleep. There are some people Left out in the cold.
____ |___| If I had magic box that made things disappear, I'd put inside the sadness, the anger and the fear.