Compass of Mind

My Word is Free

In COM, Music, Poetry on 02/09/2011 at 2:30 am

With all the past media footage and hectic protesting in the middle east, a bright young beautiful singer has emerged as a profound icon. Her message is simply what the people want. Freedom. As you may or may not know the people of Egypt are not happy with the President in charge of their country. For the past 30 years they have seemed to keep quiet and take on all the decisions he has made for them. Well, their comes a point where you can only take so much and just explode with ultimate passion for you deserve. Please take a moment and be grateful for all that you have for others outside this country and inside this country have a lot less and way more tragic stories than you. With those thoughts and reality in mind we can learn to break our selves down and become more appreciative and live longer healthier lives full of compassion and love. Keep spreading the awareness. Information is power. Stay blessed!

Emel Mathluthi – My Word is Free
I am those who are free and never fear
I am the secrets that will never die
I am the voice of those who would not give in
I am the meaning amid the chaos

I am the right of the oppressed
That is sold by these dogs (people who are dogs)
Who rob the people of their daily bread
And slam the door in the face of ideas

I am those who are free and never fear
I am the secrets that will never die
I am the voice those who would not give in
I am free and my word is free
I am free and my word is free
Don’t forget the price of bread
And don’t forget the cause of our misery
And don’t forget who betrayed us in our time of need

I am those who are free and never fear
I am the secrets that will never die
I am the voice those who would not give in
I am the secret of the red rose
Whose color the years loved
Whose scent the rivers buried
And who sprouted as fire
Calling those who are free

I am a star shining in the darkness
I am a thorn in the throat of the oppressor
I am a wind touched by fire
I am the soul of those who are not forgotten
I am the voice of those who have not died

Let’s make clay out of steel
And build with it a new love
That becomes birds
That becomes a country/home
That becomes wind and rain

I am all the free people of the world put together
I am like a bullet
I am all the free people of the world put together
I am like a bullet

 


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