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 Jul 2016
Kara Jean
My thoughts shaking
I'm trying to find my composure
Swallow my tears along with the worlds fears

I see a face a 15 year old girl
Arms placed upon her lap laced
Brave and afraid of the unknown
Illiterate she held her own
Freedom was her new home

So many have fought and died, even today for its name

Still I have no clarity of freedom's meaning

Free to love?

Free to worship as we please?

Free from evil and hate?

Or is it equality?

To me it seems we are in desperate need of a refresher
To be reminded what it should be

To have FREEDOM
#PCJuly2016Freedom
 Jul 2016
SøułSurvivør
a
foot
steps
forward
toward the
goal of common
decency and rights
for all mankind • steps
orderly and without guile
the narrow way is difficult
it seems like many miles before
another human soul is even seen
the encounter strengthens the weary
the way is narrow • but it is God's way
the path doesn't wind or wend • it is very
straight • but because of this there's hardly
distraction from the importance of the goal


FREEDOM



SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/5/2016
"because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, that leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it."
Matthew 7:14

The shape indicates the road starts out very very narrow but with time and patience gets broader and broader. Just as conversely the broad Road is wide and welcoming it first but it becomes narrower and narrower and narrower. I've tried both ways and I found that to be true!

Freedom and life are of the

LORD
 Jul 2016
James M Vines
On the night patrol in some desert never heard of before, a private first class shivers from the cold. On the deck of a ship off the coast in a deep blue sea, a sailor prepares an aircraft to launch, to help those in need. In a war torn nation, a nurse mends wounds and sets broken bones, wishing she could be with her family, but her duty calls her here. Across many time zones and foreign lands, to gardens of stone with memorial walls, many keep watch and pay the price so that we may relax and be at ease. Let us never forget the price they pay, some giving their all. This is what our rights demand, this is freedoms cost.
 Jul 2016
Elaina
While existing behind the bars of hate, fright, and constraint,
living mindfully amidst the chaos.
 Jul 2016
woolgather
I've known of the man called Freedom,
His eyes pristine and his hands of good gesture,
He gave to all he ever saw,
Even those who wished he'd be dead.
You see, Freedom is a nice man,
He had given us the chance to be one,
Yet some see him as a hindrance,
That he'd be the one to cut the bridge to their horrid ambition.
It's true Hell's already empty,
The Devils are already here!
And they'd tied Freedom to the podium!
And they'd ready their  flames and *****!
"Witness! As this hell of a saint be exposed before your very eyes!"
The Demons wailed and shouted.
"Light the flames! Expose his treacheries!"
As the demons hissed and the ***** lighted.













Freedom speaks.











Friends, my brothers, people of all brethren,
Ramble not, for I shall tell you truth.
Ebb is the fierceness you encounter,
End is the beginning of your hate.
Dawned to me, you have lost your innocence,
On the edge of light and darkness;
Mourning am I to you all.

Never the same are your reasons to fight,
Earnest are you to your reasons,
Vague, yet, are your answers.
Earthbound will be your rationality,
Revolving in wrong, your right.

Demonstrate not crudeness, but kindness,
Ice the hatred and let the good burn within you.
Enough of the foul that has come to be,
Sing the words that are your harmony.













All is silenced.

















Freedom opens his eyes.
The flames, gone.
The hissing, deafened.





















Freedom, is you.
The shots have been fired. Liberation will not be silenced.
 Jul 2016
Lauren Ehrler
Wind blows through my hair
The grass soft against my feet
Everything seems fair
Even constrained in my seat

I have plenty of food
I'm safe and warm
Even if it's crude
I'm part of the norm

I'm sent to a place
That is padded ceiling to floor
I play with my dress' lace
While I sit there and bore

This is my punishment for speaking
I acted out to Him
The one who's been 'tweaking'
Me since life turned grim

Awful things happen here
But I'm grateful too
That I don't live with fear
The one I once knew
  
This punishment is minor
I've had it a time too many
For asking about her shiner
And counting to twenty

If I continue rebelling
And I do worse
Then spelling
I'll ride off in a hearse

I've been taken to a big crowd
I'm out of that room
That's when it went loud
And I heard a BOOM

That's the day I was found
The day I was me
I heard no other sound
But those of glee

I never understood
What I hadn't been told
And now I think how could
My parents never want to hold

Me

That was the day I was taught a word
One of beauty and glory
A word that I heard
That is its own story

A story so sweet
Saying I didn't need 'em
That I could meet
A world of freedom
 Jul 2016
Àŧùl
Long lasting likeable lifestyle,
On the best possible place,
Vexing me never ever,
Eternal & truthful.

It is the real definition,
So surreal it always is.

Far away from loneliness,
Reading mutual fun daily,
Eternal is this true feeling,
Exceptional are all its ways,
Dominion of my familial home,
Obvious empress is my mother,
My father** the obvious emperor.
Parental love is freedom for me.

My HP Poem #1095
©Atul Kaushal
 Jul 2016
Prathipa Nair
With red of blood on the
Road they lie dying
In front of our eyes
For help they cry
With the fear of facing
Consequences we
Leave them on the way

Being torn into pieces
By some *** maniacs
In front of our eyes
For help they cry
With the fear of being
Attacked ourselves we
Leave them on the way

With the fear to react
And to shield ourselves
Our selfish heart being
Locked in a prison
Let us first give freedom
For our heart to react
Opening our mouth

To save the helpless as
A team against the evils
Joining hands together
And that will be a day
Of real freedom !
 Jul 2016
Prathipa Nair
Free my soul from your eyes
With full of hatred it cries
Free my heart with a space
With a full stop to chase
Free me completely from you
With a liberty to choose new !
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