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The Freedom Of The Soul

Am I not supposed to be singing emancipation?
Am I not supposed to be dancing in elation?
Am I not supposed to be jumping in rejuvenation?

How can I sing when my heart is bleeding?
It is not the wounds of yesterday
It is not the wounds of the past
It is the wounds of today
My heart is bleeding

As they sing free at last
As they jump in emancipation
As they sigh a sigh of relief
But my heart is bleeding

For they sing freedom when they are not free
How is freedom freedom if your soul is in bounds?
How is freedom freedom if your spirit is still in chains?
The freedom of the soul is greater than the freedom of the flesh

We have not been freed from the oppression of sin
The inward oppression is worse than the outward oppression
We are oppressed by sin and depressed by its consequences
Unless a man repents from sin he shall remain inbounds!
Philani Zincume

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Freedom begins as a wish and a prayer
sought after most by those in dispare
Freedom can come with an awful cost
paid with the lives of all we have lost
Freedom is earned rarely given away
hardly far from it will we ever stray
Freedom allows us to do what we can
allowing us all to write our own plan
Freedom to become what we wish to be
a lifetime without any unjust tyranny
Freedom to all their rights to preach
learning knowledge they might teach
Freedom is more than a word you say
it's the way you may live day after day.
'closing thought'
To be free is to exist with only the limits of your mind
allowing you to explore beyond the reach of mankind
Gordon Jerome

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To Become Or Just Be

Every man does a life in freedom crave,
Be it freedom from ills of ignorance,
From pangs of poverty, from plenty’s pain—
The worries born of too much abundance,
Be it freedom from sufferings and strain,
From deprivation and dread of disease,
From disasters causing the death of his,
Oh, freedom from this and freedom from that,
Freedom from bondage, life’s every let,
From time he’s born till captive be to grave,

To be becomes then his life’s sole mission,
Running away from things the load on chest,
His heady goal and heart-felt obsession
That oft dances in vain as futile quest.

And search he can’t what’s close— his soul to find.
None ever born is to ‘become’ happy,
As journey ends man’s destined just to be,
Springs happiness, springs freedom but from mind.
- Recollections | 05.12.04 |
Aniruddha Pathak

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Oh Freedom! My temptress;
I forbid you to:
Elude me, when I try to grasp you;
Delude me, when I try to pin you,
Do you belong to me?
Being free, alas! Never can be,
What do the enlightened ones say to society?
Oh freedom of speech, some tried thee,
Landed up behind bars,
A potential threat to humanity.
And freedom of expression, some tried thee too,
Throw a shoe at the president? Audacious it is so,
Freedom to education, a little girl did try,
What did happen, no one could deny,
Oh Freedom to live with dignity!
Rape and murder is like a felicity.
Oh freedom, my temptress,
Do not tempt me more,
Could I ever possess you?
I'm not within a hallowed core.
In vain I implore and beseech thee,
My freedom, can I ever be free?
Shruti Goswami

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