let freedom ring

let freedom ring

fiction
Edward w Pritchard


What does the sound of ringing freedom across America sound like? Like from the song " from every Mountain side let freedom ring". [1]

Samuel F. Smith a Baptist minister wrote " America" known as " My country tis of thee" first performed in 1832 to celebrate God and Country.

What does the sound of freedom ringing across America then and now sound like and how does us being "free to choose" [2] create a sound that makes the "very rocks and Mountains" here in America sing out?

This author as usual starts with our past ancestors in blood or kind and that starts in America with the original sins against the native Americans. What was the sound produced by the disappearing native Americans since 1832? Listen carefully while you drive at 70 miles per hour South through Georgia or Florida this Winter for the sound of strong men in pain from the suffering of Native Americans in the nineteenth century following the Indian removal act of 1830 and the ensuing trail of tears of the five civilized tribes. It's too complicated to express in a sound bite here, what uncivilized treatment was imposed on Native Americans and the sounds their suffering made.[3] Suffering caused and implemented by our descendants but for us now to just " show up" and listen to past injustices will free our consciousness here and now and allow us to see more clearly insidious injustices in our own times here in America and across the world.

Current insidious sufferings and injustices here in America ?

Every day here in America now, as I write up to 11 million handicapped and disabled children across our Country must be cared for with special attention by persons in their household. Eleven million or more children in America are unable to proceed through their day without special help and attention by caregivers. Ever try to take care of someone with " special needs"? What is the sound made by an extremely tired and forlorn caregiver? What can we do? You who have so much in terms of freedom and opportunity?

" Show up". Force the strong in America to recognize the needs of the weak and prioritize resources and wealth accordingly. Be aware, it's simple justice and good household management. For American businesses it's good citizenship to help their friends and neighbors.

Yesterday New York bank Citicorp upset shareholders by setting  aside another 600 million dollars for additional unforeseen litigation expenses. We can't get our minds around 600 million dollars, but what could be done to help those in suffering here in America with six hundred million dollars? Department of Justice prosecutors and lawyers; when you impose penalties for corporate injustice remember your friends and neighbors in need across America. Give welfare to the poor and weak; not the rich. End of discussion.

Everyday bourgeoisie folks here in America " show up" raise your awareness to suffering and social injustice. Be "free to choose" the right attitude and consciousness. Hear the sound of freedom in America. End of discussion.
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[1] "America", my country tis of thee", Samuel F. Smith

[2] " Free to Choose" attributed to Milton Freidman

[3] Kudu's to President Obama for having sympathy for the injustices toward native Americans. At least he among the President's "showed up".

here are two things I wrote before;

teaching handicapped students


fiction
edward w pritchard

Teaching handicapped students is too sad.

Jesus, Genetics, do you make tottering people how they are? Why is it so?

Jesus, Why are things like they are,
it's just not fair.


I want to reach out my hands and
pull the barb wire wrapped around and around the handicapped students
and break the sharp parts connected deep underground, from the distant past
an unwelcome gift,  from where and when?

Sometimes I want to fly up  high
and take shaking people somewhere else,
to get another chance.

Sometimes the barb wire cuts my hands and wrists and it hurts too bad.

Sometimes I try to fly high
but my wings get clipped and fall off
and wings are fried in boiling oil in scalding pain,
until I can't lift my hands or move my arms
.
Help me Jesus,
flex your hands
spread your arms,
show me what to do.

Jesus,
can you help,

Jesus,
can you do anything?
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the sound of freedom:

Sounds on the wind

fiction
edward w pritchard

There in the village the Buddhists all kept chimes and bells near the back doors of their abodes. In addition to the prayer wheels, from the humblest abode to the most luxurious home gentle bells and chimes filled the morning air and the sound carried a long, long way in the thin crisp mountain air.

As I lay dying my last thought was of the twinkle of those bells and chimes and where the sound goes after the chimes are heard no more and where the winds deposits the remnant of that gentle whispering.