Never let the colors run. For over 200 years soldiers have
laid down their life, so we as a nation and individuals could continue to live
in freedom. Greater love hath no man than this; that a man lay down his life
for his fellow man. Have we forgotten what founded this great nation? Do we
belittle the sacrifices our for-fathers made? NO! Look to the sky and see our
flag on high. Blue is the great expanse of our nation holding strong the states
as stars. The white is the purity and peace of our ideals and dreams. Red is
for the blood of every patriot who fought on the battle field of freedom. We
the people in order form a more perfect union declare our independence. We are still
the people, who this government is built for, yet we allow our civil liberties
to be eroded away. The stealthy removal of our civil liberties and freedoms is
in direct growing proportion to the fear instilled upon us by the, “War on
Drugs”. We have been cajoled into shutting our doors, windows, and eyes
allowing our government to control our thoughts and beliefs by the Medias
voice. Americans live in fear of the, “Jungle” right beyond our doors. Proper
understanding is much the same as power. We must inform ourselves of our families,
neighborhoods, and communities; in doing so, we gain strength and courage by
unity. The insight this provides us with, opens the truth which implores and
empowers us to check ourselves, the mass media, and the paths we choose for the
future through our government. Why do we allow our government to divide our
races, communities, and families with the, “War on Drugs”? We must have the
strength to face freedom, and the honor to see all people treated with
compassion. Loss of rights, more and more prisons, cops, and laws; just cause
hardship and sorrow, while we quietly persecute our fellow Americans. Our
government is continually gaining power over us. We have begun living in a
police state where the régimes goal is money, control, and forced terror. Poverty
is the final result. Ghandi said, “POVERTY IS THE WORST FORM OF VIOLENCE”:
poverty of the hand, of the heart, of the spirit. No more escaping from fear
and sorrow for it is knocking at your door. I shall open the door and invite in
my honored guest. Only by abandoning our lives of safety and creating change
can we live on the ideals that founded this great nation. There is no safety
from the, “War on Drugs” being waged on our races, our families, our homes.
There is blood on our hands, the blood of heroes. They fought for our freedom;
we have to keep it. I’m a patriotic American and freedom is paramount.
2001' Written in 2B Lane County Jail Eugene Oregon.
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