I’ve often wondered why this is called the River of Shame. What unsavoury secrets does it carry at its base? Does it remember the people who moved away, leaving deposits of whatever they wanted to shed – burdens on their conscience, or proof of their involvement? Will the river remain a mute witness, or have a voice in the annals of history?
The Rock cries out to us today, You may stand upon me, But do not hide your face.
Own up, repent, seek forgiveness for acts committed in haste or ignorance.
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Mouth of the Mississippi has become
So Polluted And Dead from
all of What Humanly
Pours into it..
truly it’s sad to
Walk along the Shores
not a fate yet assigned to
Living Beaches where i live further
East in the Panhandle of Florida
And then there is the Pollution
of Crimes and James Earl
Ray for who gets in the
way and who gets
to stay.. True
some days
the Rivers
Seems to Hold no conscience no Rock of Truth
No Memory as a ‘River of Shame’ is all that’s left..:)
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Sadly, this is the state of many rivers. Cleaning projects are undertaken, but effects are short-term.
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So true…
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An evocative write!
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Thank you so much!
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I like the call to turn, to change.
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Thank you so much!
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My pleasure indeed.
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An evocative call to action, Reena! Wonderfully done!
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Thank you so much, Frank!
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My pleasure!
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Wow, this is so beautifully written. I can totally picture it in my mind’s eye.
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Thank you, Astrid!
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Very profound ponder. Have a good week
Much😊love
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Thank you, Gillena!
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