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No Other Way
Well, Trooper boys all blue and bright Defend the rich, defend their ‘right’. They haven’t changed since days gone by when they caused that hero Ned to die. Still they march proud with weapons cruel and treat each of us … Continue reading
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My Generation
My generation, in it’s time, stood for freedom – made it a crime. We called for peace to come at last, then locked that dream far in our past. We stand now looking at world’s end; what gift to … Continue reading
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In Memoriam
Of heroes, I have known a few; the ones who stood where tall trees grew. The quiet ones there for us all; the ones who stood where those trees fall. Forgotten heroes full of care; the ones who stood – … Continue reading
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The Unwanted Child
I knew him once, the unwanted child. At times he went a little wild; his life, it often went awry with thoughts so often in the sky. Missteps he made what e’er he tried; sometimes he stole sometimes he lied. … Continue reading
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Balance
There is no evil that’s not manmade we live our lives on a balanced blade when there’s no balance we dance alone the tune that plays on the wind is blown you hear the music – the rhythm of life … Continue reading
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Hope
Hope is the ocean in which we swim; I write these words on some strange whim. There is no hope but hope alone, It is from love that we have grown, We are the seeds that we have sown, We … Continue reading
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Where We Belong
We demonise the thinkers; we tell them they’re insane. The visionaries we criminalise; their words labelled inane. We think we understand it all ‘cos science tells us so but we understand so little like the music of the flow. We … Continue reading
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Jackie
The gentleness within her heart; that gentleness is a witching art, that gentleness comes from her Soul and it’s very touch makes me more whole. It’s like our Spirits gently meld, when in her arms my heart is held. She … Continue reading
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Teach the Children
It’s time to teach the children truth, before the corruption that is youth grows in victory in their Soul assuring us they’ll never be whole. To sit beside a stream so clear and hear the answer to any fear. To … Continue reading
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Rebel Song
Like so many gone before, I take a Rebels stand, not to take up arms and fight in some battle grand; but to stand against injustice and all I see as wrong and to add my little voice to a … Continue reading
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Fear
A generation taught to fear; to never hold another near. To feel that isolation rules; taught by computers – bloody fools. Friends are OK but kept apart; no one close to fill their heart. Starved for affection, we will see … Continue reading
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Gaia’s Songs
The gentle flow beneath the hum, The rhythm of the beating drum, The rippling of a mountain stream, The beauty held within a dream, The Spirits speak so many ways, The warmth within Sol’s gentle rays. All these and more … Continue reading
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The Dispossessed
We came to this land, slaves or men free, whatever we’d left never more would be. We blazed and we conquered to make a new way; we put in the sweat with little for pay. We’d all left our Homeland, … Continue reading
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Shadows from the past
There’s shadows on my Spirit, there’s shadows on my Soul, there’s shadows on my heart that make me feel less whole. The early generations; the ones who came before, they unleashed these shadows when they opened wide the door. The … Continue reading
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Forgiveness
There is no forgiveness,only knowing distress.If we wish to feel Mother’s caressthen we need to see the messcreated by a world on fire;we dance atop it’s funeral pyredriven by our own desireLiar, liar, pants on firehow is it that you … Continue reading
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