If right and wrong can be compromised, why have right and wrong? If good can cave in to evil, what will values and principles be based on?
Conscience, the innate knowing of goodness, is the very essence of humanity. Everything else, even our "inalienable rights" can be forcibly taken away. The alteration of our conscience, no matter how small, must be compensated to from within. Conscience, thus, defines human nature, and the right to conscience is a human beings most fundamental right.
No crime, therefore, is worse than the crime against conscience.
By Shizhong Chen
The Conscience Foundation
The Falun Gong Human Rights Working Group
IN MEMORY OF THE 3,283 DEATHS OF FALUN GONG PRACTITIONERS IN CHINA WHO DIDN'T LOSE THEIR CONSCIENCE EVEN IN THE FACE OF LOSING EVERYTHING ELSE.
JULY 20, 2009 WILL MARK THE 10 YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE PERSECUTION OF FALUN GONG IN CHINA BY THE CHINESE COMMUNIST PARTY.
A peaceful poem from a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormon) who understands about religious persecution. July 24th is a special day that we celebrate of when the pioneers entered the Salt Lake Valley- not an easy task. My prayers go out to you- may you have a day to celebrate as well when your human rights can be enjoyed where ever and when ever.
ReplyDeleteWhen life is cheap
And times are hard
You dare not sleep
Lest a life they discard...
The police entered
And got my attention
With a poor babe's head dented
Their ounce of prevention
Held by the ankles
Then slammed on its head
A life they did dangle
Then tossed away dead...
It should be no wonder
We're all urged to pray
For countries crushed under
Tyranny's heel today
Our prophet has urged
Let our prayers be heard
That closed hearts might turn
And let in the gospel word
For though the blood that's shed
Does cry out today
Naught to God is said
As they know not how to pray
May those who rule
Learn a better way
Life is our school
And power falls away
A leader today
Is a prisoner tomorrow
When tyranny slays
And brings God great sorrow
...And Falun Gong
God bless you
For your people long
The spiritual too
People seeking
But know not where to find
Are now gathering
With likeness of mind
You've been arrested
And sent to labor camps
Your organs invested
As tyranny more clamps
Your persecution
Has been heard
Through executions
And the spoken word
It's our charge, to pray
For easing your trouble
That love today
Might make us humble
For we have taken
What cheaply has been made
And we need to awaken
To the price that's truly paid
Everything's made in China
It is an empire as such
But, where does that find us?
We've just accumulated much
Let our pursuits
Be for what is lasting
Unto nourishing fruits
As our eyes to God are casting
Let our our hands
Get back to work
To understand
Laborer's perks
Strong backs that toil
Value possessions
And don't let them spoil
They're gift's expression
Each thing that we own
Is but a gift from God
And pray this be known
On the Chinese sod
Let them come and sample
Our country that's been blessed
Let us be an example
Of where gratitude's expressed
Each time we hold something
That's come from a sweat shop
May we hold it treasuring
The laborer who never stops
Think of their hunger
And lack of day's sunshine
Then too remember
To pray for them in kind
Think of the prayers
That would go up to heaven
If for each thing we purchased
We'd said a prayer to make it even
I went to the library and I saw beautiful paintings that said it all.
A Holocaust in China.
July 20, 1999- May 20, 2005
2300 dead from torture
millions illegally arrested
200,000 sent to labor camps
without trial
1,000 abused in mental hospitals
I believe in the power of one- that I can do something. I spent all that afternoon, which would have been spent writing my poetry, reading books about China and falling in love with the country and its people. My heart has turned to them. They are so much a part of us and there must be a better way. My thoughts were of this people all night and I awoke to this poem the next day.
And offer my faith, prayers and talents for these persecuted people.
With a leap of faith
ReplyDeleteI jumped right in
It was not fate
That we met therein
When two unite
And share in sorrow
There is power's might
For brighter tomorrows
So come what may
Let us be heard
That other's might pray
With faith filled words
In a land that treasures
Freedom to speak
It's but our pleasure
To express and to seek
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