As I stand here in front of you
And nervousness drips from my hands
As my mouth dries up
And sweat covers my face.

I begin to build up the courage
To speak up and say what I have to,
Not saying what I can say,
Nah, I’m saying what I want to
Because it’s clear to me
That the truth is needed,
But at the same time
We’re afraid to concede it,
I’m with you, Where I too don’t wanna believe it.

However I’ve grown sick of this society
That can’t make up its mind
Always contradicting itself, the irony.
I’m sick of the fact that the sharing of information is considered piracy,
At the same time loving the coincidence,
Of our precious word democracy
Rhyming so nicely with Hypocrisy

I’m sick of these politicians lying through their teeth,
How can they hope to fix anything
When all they do is speak?
I’m angered by the fact that America still judges
Based on appearance,
Or how I can’t side with liberals or conservatives
Cuz I don’t see a difference.

See both Republicans and Democrats
Claim to have a mission,
You’re always welcomed to join them
But under one condition,
“Sir your wallet is not empty,
That can’t be,
Why don’t you give us that money
We’ll hold unto it for free.
Now you can’t pay your bills
But we’re thankful for your donation,
No! this is not stealing, It’s merely cooperation”.

Our Government is a big mess,
But thank God we have
The Military Industrial Complex,
This system is anything but honest,
And if I keep exposing them
I might become a victim
Guess death is the only price for Wisdom.
It’s true I should be proud to be American
But living here what have I inherited,
The Atom bomb, some stolen land, and broken promises
The American dream painted in obstacles,
Or a set of congress who doesn’t act,
Unless their pocket’s full.

To top it off we have this culture we created,
We love it if it’s bad but if it’s good we hate it.
This is why I’m proposing a solution,
To put it all in a nutshell,
Well, it’s a peaceful revolution.

What I ask of you is not simple,
Think of society as a pond,
Truth is the pebble, now it’s up to you to create a ripple.
If you ask for a change,
They’ll tell you to be patient
That’s when you stop asking
And start demanding.

If they tell you to be quiet
I want you to speak louder
If they tell you that their money is sweet
Tell them that hunger is sour
If they say walk, You run
If they demand you respect
You raise your hand, put four fingers down, and leave the middle one up.
If they silence me, I want you to keep going,
Find the truth yourself keep you mind growing.
We’re taking matters into our own hands,
Starting today,
So stand up, and stand with me,
As together,
We Disobey.

O ye who travel the meridian line,
May the vision of a new world within you shine.

May eyes that have lived with poverty's rage,
See through to the glory of the awakening age.

For we are all richly linked in hope,
Woven in history, like a mountain rope.

Together we can ascend to a new height,
Guided by our heart's clearest light.

When perceptions are changed there's much to gain,
A flowering of truth instead of pain.

There's more to a people than their poverty;
There's their work, wisdom, and creativity.

Along the line may our lives rhyme,
To make a loving harvest of space and time.
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Source:
http://www.writespirit.net/blog/archive/2006/12/03/poemsben_okri

Think,
Of all the stories, lessons, and wisdom,
that the Wind has to offer.
You see the Wind is one of the oldest entities we know,
Older than life itself.

Think of all the events, changes, histories,
That it has witnessed.
For there is no place that "it" is not present.
We've all shared precious memories with the Wind,
Even if only for a second,
But even that miniscule fragment of time
Has left a whispered scar in the memory of our invisible friend.

Imagine,
That the Wind could speak,
Would you not stop and lend an ear,
Take time out of your life just to hear,
What the world has to say.

I believe the Wind can speak,
Although its tongue I don't yet comprehend,
I remain eager to listen,
And await the day,
I'll understand.