I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Where were you when the wolves came to the door

Somethings in life we remember and still feel deeply, you are not forgotten.

Twenty-five years ago the Chinese killed reform coming from their people (note, the students still supported communism, they wanted an end to the corruption and oligarchy). And then the government has spent 25 years trying to erase all our memories.

2 comments:

Bonnie McDaniel said...

And the saddest thing is no one knows who that man is or what happened to him.

Steve Buchheit said...

Bonnie, yep. I tried to find a picture of when he climbed onto the tank but my goggle-fu was weak.

I've done some brave things in my day. I'm not sure I could stand in front of a tank column and move left and right to block them.