Free Speech: themusicalrevolution.com

It has been some time since I've had a good Cry
Seems I cant even get a tear out when I try
I blame it on myself i suppose
Because seeking the truth is the route I chose

I feel Im speaking to a closed door
Everyone I try to enlighten, gets a good bore
Why is everyone afraid of the things that matter?
They'd rather pop a top and get a full bladder

All of us strive for some sort of salvation
But the life lead is full of damnation
The two just dont coexist
But since we "pray" we can persist

Worship, and Obey you seee!
O but dont forget your also "free?"
An eye for an eye
Unless it's a vicious "terrorist" that will die

Politics and Religion, Religion and Politics
No offense but most the "leaders" are hairy pricks
They dont care for me or you
Just tryin to figure out the next group of people to pursue

Yet they're the ones with the gavel
Givin' little kids a superficial reason to travel
Forcing God, and unethical laws on ALL the people
In dire hope of having their pathetic name atop some steeple

I trully dont blame them though
It's all our fault they get into the dough
"We the people" are the ones that dont care
I ask you will you try if I give you a beer, and a double dare?

If you guys have any suggestions for me
Please I encourage you to speak free
If at all possible respond today
Because Hitler, I mean Bush may take our precious Internet away..

Angel Im sure you can find a Title for me on this poem, Maybe a number, like a social security number would be a good fit.. Aw heck i dunno what ever.... I cant wait to see the rebuddle from my man FREEEEEEEEE

Maybe ..........

SEC-UR-ITY! COULD BE A GOOD TITLE?

hey chaser, love that poem, did yo figure out a title for it yet? you are so very gifted
angel

Idealistic Chase
By M.C.Free

Hasten.
See.
You know me.
I don't waste my time on idealistic dreams.
But maybe I should?
Makes for good franchise it seems.
But what does it accomplish?
To see a man rise.
Get her wish.
But does (s)he really?
Bob died mysteriously.
Bob is a bitter old man.
I'm a fan.
But.
John took it in the chest.
Did his best.
So Chase can you rise above the rest?
What do you have to give this cynical, devil pest?
More than most it would seem.
Your poetry is an idealist's dream.
But.
Realism is what we need.
Bush's deal with nihilist deamons is plain greed.
Has he planted a seed?
Why doesn't the "Donald" fire him.
Lead.
The choice is ours.
The hour has not gone sour.
Preach no longer and just do - relinquish your power.
Liquidate.
Emancipate.
Reduce and never too late.
Cast away hate.
Be an example.
Sample the fruits of humility.
And then we will see change.
Strange.
Hard to do isn't it?
FrEe

Crazy Chase

Woo HOO Cynical Free
I knew you couldn't pass on the chance to patronize me
However Im not sure what your argument is this time
Is this football, you just nickel and dime

Are you sure what idealism means?
I think its my Realism you feel that stings
Which of my ideas are soo idealistic
More than anything Im askin people to be realistic

Why do you insist on me rising above the rest?
Mending with the people is what will make me the best
But let me flip it around
Try to put it in your sound

Say its too late, and this worlds just goin to shit
What ya gonna do, Just split?
You got nowhere to go Free
Thats why my "dreamin", well it helps* release me

I understand overnight change is what you want
But maybe Im not the guy that needs to be up front
What if Im the brain behind the curtain
The one givin hope to the people, You nor I is certain

Only time does tell
Shoot with these words I've been writin, the might put me in jail
All I do know is I care
And I want to help people stop this blank stare

Definition by M.C.Free

Idealism is well defined to me.
This condition is one of everybody,
Having everything.
But here's the sting.
Realism is lurking.

For some of us to have what we do.
Others need to,
Starve, suffer,
Carve out a life from tougher leather.
Whether or not you agree.
Depends on what you will let yourself see.

It would seem that you would have us all live like Kings,
Chaser.
But, I can't help but wondering,
Where would you pull out your eraser?

When do we all start living modest?
A quarter car, 400 sq ft., half tv...
Instead of the latest, hottest,

I feel that I'm delivering a positive.
'Cause to live like we do,
Is invasive.
I'm abrasive?

But, I love.
Not above.
1 billion on less than a dollar.
It takes me to scale back,
To holler atch'all;
Get the ball rollin' so to speak.

Yes this is just ramblin' seek.
But the meek,
Who don't peek our interests.
Need us to invest in humanity.
And all the while in this place,
I say this with a smile on my face.
Free.

Timeout! 20 seconds please...
Where did you find this wheel of cheese?
Politics and Religion WAS the motive for this discussion
Now Your charging me with nameless obstruction.

But what again is it your striving to state?
Because this topic you play, I have no debate
World Poverty is far too broad for me to handle
First, lets take care if this USA scandal

You know I just heard we have moved back into Ghana
Isn't it bad enough those people live in Hells Sauna?
Death and Destruction illuminate their life
Now we're back there, making certain it's truly trife

Its my opinion we take care of the issues at home
Because thats what will really help the rest of the dome!
I respectyour passion Free
But I think the idealism hits home with you..Not so much Me

"I feel Im speaking to a closed door
Everyone I try to enlighten, gets a good bore"

"I blame it on myself i suppose
Because seeking the truth is the route I chose"

"What if Im the brain behind the curtain
The one givin hope to the people, You nor I is certain"

"Its my opinion we take care of the issues at home
Because thats what will really help the rest of the dome!"

"If you guys have any suggestions for me
Please I encourage you to speak free"

Once there was a man.
Who was born in a garbage can.
7 years later me moved.
His situation quite improved.
He schooled himself to the max.
Staved off intellectual attacks.
He ascended to the top of the hill.
Comfy, happy,
But, loved to preach from his expensive window sill.
Condemned the war, government corruption, religious folly.
All the while in his four wall's,
He started to look inside.
Opened his eyes wide.
Suddenly he knew what to decide.
He put his belongings aside,
Kissed his oppressor's cheek,
Cheered his leader's right to speak.
He even praised his minister.
Then his world wasn't so sinister.
Gave up everything to get,
Everything - now he's set.
You may be wondering who that man could be?
Me.
M.C.Free.
So you see Mr. Chase.
I offer you a solution for your case.
I love you dearly for your concern.
And would love to see you happy with what you've earned.
Thanks for this explosion of beauty and poetry.
I hope that you've learned as much as,
I.
See.
FrEe

I admire you good sir
But Im simply scared of what will occur
I know my tyrants have little clout
But my country is dying, that I have no doubt

And you alone give me hope
Some what saving me from feeling like a dope
Here is the only place Ive found my words can be felt
They dont like my words down here in the Bible Belt

Realist or Idealist it doesnt matter
Until we all meet in the middle, this world will just get sader
Dont get me wrong free I see what you see
But there is just no other way for me

I have to keep this "idealistic" dream
Otherwise Im no different than the other fish in the stream
The chances for this nation to sail on..
Well all of those dreams are almost gone

Ive thought over and over on where I should go
Maybe the mountains, Ive always liked the snow
Or some gorgeous island where no one lives
I could start my own colony, the land always gives

Both are so dreamy in a way
You can come too Free whataya say?
But I would feel my obligations would still remain here
I dunno, maybe start a Revolutionary pub, make that my career

I just hate to see the Earth waste away
All these bombs destroy every minute of my day
I wish God could give guys like you and me the power
That way we wouldn't be contemplating the final hour

Wish,wish,wish...i know
Kinda like makin a building out of sour dough
But thanks for bein a true friend
Theres probably more i could say, but F'it Im pressin send

chaser, love your poem, very true and righteous
angel

Thanks angel, angel i have to ask who is the founder of this site?

I must say to all the authors here

your words ring true enough but who hears

Who has the time to care

Between bills and bad hair

I know, its just vanity

that you attack, not me, but please see

I am the free. The American Sea

that swells before you is me

and him and you and her and "we

the people" are the ones that must swim

in the storm so we warm up to him

that offers us hope, however shallow,

and here I don't see anything but

negativity.



Tell me my kid's cute or my car's slick

Give me free healthcare and a shiny white tooth.

I haven't got time to debate politics,

anyway I don't understand it

and my kid's getting sick.



I know there's people like you that take time

to think about my world and use rhyme

and I'd love to join in, but see, life's callin'

So I'll push aside all I don't understand

and never will until the people like you

present to me a way to resolve it all

without having to think.



A way I can join in that I can call fun...

Wait. What's being done, is that revolution?

No, its just banter and its better than losing.

Naiiice!!!
Seems that while I've been away some actual talent's stept in and took tha helm. Big ups to Chaser, Luke, M.C. and the always talented and beautiful Angel. Keep tha talents roarin'!
Big Love.

chaser,
matty is the founder of this site, is that what you were asking?
angel

Yes it was Angel thank ya very much... Thanks for the site Matty

Some may say my poems are nice
Some may say ummm... no dice..
Chase your formats not correct to me..
But what if I dont like to go from A TO Z

Me? The most intellectual? God No!
But the sincerity in my words is the enemy of my foe
I know these poems aren't perfect, definately not expecting them to be sold and bought
But if I can change or touch one person with these simplistic words, that makes me glad i came and fought

Sharing feelings is truthfully the only reason Im drawn here
I dont like psychologist, they're creepy, call it a fear
So I bail out to this little site
True not many will "hear," but its venting, makes me sleep at nite

By coming here i dont look to find the "answer" to the worlds prayer
Me proclaiming that my ways/words are the only way, well thats just not fair
The only justification I have for the collacation of my declaration is that I LOVE
Whether its misplaced love, or misplaced poem stanzas.. I LOVE

And the funny thing is this love is every where
Yet i must run to a website in order to find a single soul to care
The great thing about all of this though, is we are all correct in our own way, and thats alright
But whats even better is i know each and every one of you will be there next to me when its time to really FIGHT!

Thanks for stoppin to care!

Hey Matty or Angel can you delete the previous one like this one i didnt mean to post... Thanks

Oh, the bucket of water,
came just before you caught her.
You'd formed your words for meaning
but his daughter missed your dreaming.

Though your thoughts were clear and true
when put to wood sound just like Luke
full of mumbles and made up words,
it makes you too much like the herds.

And the daughter of the king is fair
with many suitors that all stare,
who never once before had seen her
but once they have change their demeanor.

Just real quick let's change the subject.
To our government, the one you object.
You know that president and his grammar
and what you think each time he stammers

For me it's this that always pushes
And I know you're better than ol' Bush is.
So for God's sake man, don't join their side.
Oh yea, the daughter's poetry, dirt is pride.

Done and.. Done!!
Respect for sure - love your enthusiasm!
WOW!
Quite tha lyrical "not so much of a" battle goin' on here.
Like tha Dali Lama says, "...the century of dialogue".
Big Love.

Oh, the bucket of water,
came just before you caught her. You'd formed your words for meaning
but his daughter missed your dreaming. explain?

Though your thoughts were clear and true
when put to wood sound just like Luke full of mumbles and made up words,
it makes you too much like the herds.

And the daughter of the king is fair
with many suitors that all stare,
who never once before had seen her
but once they have change their demeanor.

Just real quick let's change the subject.
To our government, the one you object.
You know that president and his grammar
and what you think each time he stammers

For me it's this that always pushes
And I know you're better than ol' Bush is. So for God's sake man, don't join their side.
Oh yea, the daughter's poetry, dirt is pride. I dont know what to think on the last 2 lines

But who is this king you praise?
Sounds like he's got you in one hell of a daze
And what Ill do about his daughter all depends
Wait a second... she have any hot friends?

The bucket of water..
Well it's full of oil, never been tarter
You know these words are clear and true
You an ambulance chaser now? Who you tryin to sue

And this president is no longer worth my breath
The only thing i want to hear about is his unwholesome death
If that doesn't state which "side" Im on i dont know what to say
But with another statement like that I might have to pay

Looks like there's a lot of rebel poets up here in "tha hizzouse",
And far be it for me to douse,
the flames of revolution.
With this evolution - I'll have to agree,
Plant another tree of freedom in this tiny forest.

But, the best is yet to come my friends.
What has no beginnings can have no ends.
Nah, I ain't pressin' f'in "send".

Who's daughter's covered in water here?
Don't you know we sent her to tha slaughter over a year ago?
So.

Y'all'll have to forgive me for my synicism.
But, the next time you drop ballot,
Please do it with lyricism.
An "Inconvenient Truth" may just be a tactic.
The practical thing to do may be didactic.
This interactive dialogue,
Has been your pact if I'll jog,
Your memory of cigars and mistakes,
'Cause tha cemetary ain't far -
It's just beyond those lakes.
Free.