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Live in the Shadows

At the rate things are forced to divide here, I think all colored people should start living in the shadows of tyranny and inequality.

Why rise-up when your children may be hurt, why stand when the innocent and young may be hurt forever. All we can do is do our best, do right by all people, do right by our higher ground that’s so difficult to take, to protect our innocent children. Give them a chance to standup tomorrow as our today is over in pain, hopelessness and suffering.

Even the good and virtuous are silent, the good are stuck in inaction and some are truly ignorant, the weak are trampled, the tired are done, we live in the shadows of tyranny  to feed and protect the innocent, for we have seen the cruelty of this world and don’t wish it on anyone, especially not our innocent children. All we want is to give them and their generation a fighting chance at equality and success of their will.

This state of affairs is a real loss for a great nation that once inspired millions around the world for what she stood for, including this heartbroken and sickened. My failures are more important to me today than ever before.

Just being here

It suddenly feels like how the Jews in Europe, and Japanese in the US felt back then, when they got hauled out in bunches to their camps; they were clueless, broken, anxious and scared for their loved ones. Hell, this is coming from a legal resident here!

American Immigration

America is the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Immigration is fine fabric of this great nation.  The roots of immigration run deep in the veins of her people.  Its rich tradition and values are founded on the fertile grounds of converging cultures and traditions.  Its heritage is seeded in hard work and in triumphs of the human spirit.

To an immigrant the two lands are like his two eyes, no one could ever pluck one to save the other. The two nations are like his mothers, one gave birth and nourished his dreams and the other raised him to strive for his dreams and shaped his destiny.

Every many whether born in the US or came to the US has equal rights and duties bestowed upon him.  Its ones duty to respect the land he walks and shelters on. Laws may differentiate the rights of the born from the migrant, it is archaic, rudimentary at best and the passionate sons will wake up to its inequalities, they will win over it like working anvils under the storm.

A man who is free and who pursues his dreams. Who means no harm nor hatred, but wishes prosperity to those with whom he has chosen to dwell.   A man whose hard work and sweat, has chipped in for roads and schools, whose honest income has restored life to elders of the land; a man who seeks passionately to make his destiny in a land that offers him a chance. America belongs to him, it is his god given honor.  He is an American whether he was born on her lap or not. She owes it to him and no law can snatch her true spirit.  No law can cheat him of his rights on the great nation.

Fools assume birth rights; no part of the world offers any birth rights. Lives are only born with scars and names with retributions as history shows time and again. All is earned in time and through endurance with honor and determination. Being American is not a birth right nor a right bestowed to trespassers. It is earned by valor, the passion to make ones destiny, and by striving for a cause beyond his, and for the people of the land he also calls home.

She belongs dearly to those sons who uplift her for who truly she is, a triumph of the human soul and the enduring love of Mother Nature. No race owns her, and no race shall deprive her powerful spirit. America is the land of the free and the home of the brave. It doesn’t matter if you got here or were born here, she is not your god given right, earn her spirit and become true sons of her labor.