Title: into the wind
Tags: politicial, national, tea party, justice, poor, hungry civil rights
Blog Entry: Five years ago I stood in washington DC with a group of disastisfied American citizens. The group was given the name of "tea party" as for me and the group I was with we did not want to become a party.. or a part of a party we wanted to just be independent citizens who were concerned with what was happening to our freedoms and the nation we loved.... I had written this years before.. and in part the issues I wrote about are the same issues today.. not much has changed.... since 2001. And still things remain the same in 2014....... Into the Wind s e chan aka oppsgal A Mother sits at her window in the ghetto watching the children on the street below Old before they have ever lived And her cries for justice echo into the wind Yesterday a boy of 14 in Africa was led way to a truck Headed to a city far away Bought and sold in the year 2001 And his cries for justice echo into the wind A Father buys a gallon of milk at his local grocery store His daughters picture is on the carton An old photo taken 3 years ago And his cries for justice echo into the wind An elderly couple sit down to a meager meal In their 3rd floor walk up in the city He had worked all of his life but now is 72 No money for good food and his cries for justice echo into the wind A proud farmer plows his crop into the dirt The market value to low to harvest And the bankers knock on his door for their money And his cries for justice echo into the wind In Oklahoma City a family lays flowers At the memorial of the Federal Building no one can ever bring back their loved one And their cries for justice echo into the wind A Native American Citizen proud of his heritage Looks out over the Pine Ridge Reservation Small huddled housing placed there generations ago Trapped by nothing to do, no way to make a living And his cries for justice echo into the wind A wife sits weeping at the counter of her little convince store Her husband murdered 2 years ago The gang members will be in prison for 10 years And Her cries for justice echo into the wind A single parent raising 4 children Food stamps, clothing, working 2 jobs The support checks never came The caseworker says they will find him someday just fill out these papers please. Number 42. she calls And the woman is dismissed Her cries for justice echo in the wind The POW sits in his small cell Still in South Vietnam He counts the years He is now 55 And his cries for justice echo in the wind All the politicians stand and recite their long speeches They smile at the cameras, the press smiles back Glamor, glitter, 2000 dollar suits Party at the White House tonight Passing laws that restrict our freedoms one by one And Someday. Somehow. Someplace Their Cries for votes to reelect them Will echo into the wind How will it all change? Where will it all end? It begins with you and me then the Wind will roar, and the echo will be multiplied As each one adds their voice and takes a personal stand Only then can justice come and blow the sorrow away into the wind.
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