#liberties - Hello Poetry

Where is the prayer book So often betrayed And burnt Beside the old winter hook Hold upon my shoulders Transferring custody through boredom And in the will of the courts No feather wills to sing Guarded guarantee The power of our investment Dedicated sons and daughters Lurching within an alphabet Foreign scribes Hands held high Native ized and prescribed ** hum Adjourned Yet no concern commences an order Proclamation amidst devastation Too pinpoint is the payday Garnered in repetition Profess progress Less we slide in to conjecture-able lies Wield the burning liberties rights Ending your brothers lonesome lights Prevent complacency Brandish a pen And command the day That we shall arrive again

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Feb 14

Feb 14, 2026 at 11:36 AM UTC

kevin-8

Atrophy Hymn

Where is the prayer book So often betrayed And burnt Beside the old winter hook Hold upon my shoulders Transferring custody through boredom And in the will of the courts No feather wills to sing Guarded guarantee The power of our investment Dedicated sons and daughters Lurching within an alphabet Foreign scribes Hands held high Native ized and prescribed ** hum Adjourned Yet no concern commences an order Proclamation amidst devastation Too pinpoint is the payday Garnered in repetition Profess progress Less we slide in to conjecture-able lies Wield the burning liberties rights Ending your brothers lonesome lights Prevent complacency Brandish a pen And command the day That we shall arrive again

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Dabble in travel duel citizen? Come from the land of elims? Most are not from Rome or Turin, Berlin or Bavaria- Most don't speak Italian or German. Likewise with Russian, Mandarin, Arabic, the King's English, Hebrew. No winding Rhine, No rushing Niagara, No swelling Yellow River. All the ponds & gulfs left behind Like Aden, Bothnia, Carpentaria. No more Urals, no more Himalayas, No Alps, no Andes, No Atlas, no Pyrenees. No more blackcurrants, Going without papaya. Put back that whiskey, Send back that bourbon. No more Jarlsberg cheese, No more bottles of champagne. Cut out the list of avocado, No more palm or olive oils extra virign. No more fancy foreign fruits, No more spoiled rotten vegetables. Right? This is nationalism As it's being directed, You'll get to watch the film. I'm sure it'll be inaccurate, But I doubt it.

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Feb 14, 2025

Feb 14, 2025 at 10:38 PM UTC

manx-kronos-pragna

Double-Speaking?

Dabble in travel duel citizen? Come from the land of elims? Most are not from Rome or Turin, Berlin or Bavaria- Most don't speak Italian or German. Likewise with Russian, Mandarin, Arabic, the King's English, Hebrew. No winding Rhine, No rushing Niagara, No swelling Yellow River. All the ponds & gulfs left behind Like Aden, Bothnia, Carpentaria. No more Urals, no more Himalayas, No Alps, no Andes, No Atlas, no Pyrenees. No more blackcurrants, Going without papaya. Put back that whiskey, Send back that bourbon. No more Jarlsberg cheese, No more bottles of champagne. Cut out the list of avocado, No more palm or olive oils extra virign. No more fancy foreign fruits, No more spoiled rotten vegetables. Right? This is nationalism As it's being directed, You'll get to watch the film. I'm sure it'll be inaccurate, But I doubt it.

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I challenge you to broaden your views If you are one who is adversarial, But should you shun competition I welcome you to engage in cooperation. That we may learn from each other, Sharing our personal perspectives. If I had ventured to say That there is no such sturdier foundation From which upon to build on, Would you call me crazy? Perhaps, in a pitiful way, You would refer to me As an optimist Or as daydreaming & faraway. It's just not realistic, not here or today. Cooler heads do not prevail, Safety leveraged over risk is gay, Precaution is something for ******* What bullish nonsense and pigheadedness, Are you not freely disposed toward exercising Those of your most sacred rights & liberties? Is too heavy the weight of vulnerability?

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Feb 9, 2025

Feb 9, 2025 at 3:24 AM UTC

manx-kronos-pragna

Iron Curtain

I challenge you to broaden your views If you are one who is adversarial, But should you shun competition I welcome you to engage in cooperation. That we may learn from each other, Sharing our personal perspectives. If I had ventured to say That there is no such sturdier foundation From which upon to build on, Would you call me crazy? Perhaps, in a pitiful way, You would refer to me As an optimist Or as daydreaming & faraway. It's just not realistic, not here or today. Cooler heads do not prevail, Safety leveraged over risk is gay, Precaution is something for ******* What bullish nonsense and pigheadedness, Are you not freely disposed toward exercising Those of your most sacred rights & liberties? Is too heavy the weight of vulnerability?

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This right is sacred Marking this ballot is my rite... a passageway to true freedom. I feel the blood of ancestors coursing... I hear the haunting cries of arrested dreams... Stolen hopes for my enslaved great, great grandparents... persecuted & denied rights, beaten for daring to read & write. I do this for them... I feel the heartbeats of my children and my descendants ... this is my legacy... I do this for them. Oh yes! This right is sacred... This is my justice... righting these wrongs... These stickers symbolize the spoils...Prominently displayed And these collective voices will be heard...battle cries of suffrage this rite is ours... it belongs to us... it always has... this is our ancestors’ hope, our legacy... This is our right... This is our voice... This is our vote...

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Jul 14, 2020

Jul 14, 2020 at 9:12 PM UTC

shayloves

Our Right, Our Voice, Our Vote

This right is sacred Marking this ballot is my rite... a passageway to true freedom. I feel the blood of ancestors coursing... I hear the haunting cries of arrested dreams... Stolen hopes for my enslaved great, great grandparents... persecuted & denied rights, beaten for daring to read & write. I do this for them... I feel the heartbeats of my children and my descendants ... this is my legacy... I do this for them. Oh yes! This right is sacred... This is my justice... righting these wrongs... These stickers symbolize the spoils...Prominently displayed And these collective voices will be heard...battle cries of suffrage this rite is ours... it belongs to us... it always has... this is our ancestors’ hope, our legacy... This is our right... This is our voice... This is our vote...

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