Judy Malloy:
Ask For Sanctuary

__in 1775, there was an artist who carried a warning from Boston to Lexington

scibe:

__rain, snow, sun, and clouds
__I can hear them laughing, as the milk spills down my front

__They show us what love might be, incite our desires, and then destroy our dreams

__a behavior control system
__too consistent to be coincidences

__in a house surrounded by gardens
__the clear water, the new green leaves on the trees


notes:

__a metaphor for a technology-mediated intrusion on the human mind
__the loss to our civilization of all who have died in such circumstances
__for all of us who are persecuted: we are heroines; we are heroes


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Cassie:

__There are few memorials
to our fallen heroes and heroines

__in the darkness of offical denial
__Let us not ourselves damage our democracy
__a system that at its core manipulates people
__they interfere with every aspect of our lives
__there is no justification

__in an ancient city situated on a deep harbor.

__the voices of a generation of artists
__the courage to speak
__the deeds of a generation of athletes

__a system of covert attacks

__every moment of sorrow, every intimate action

__No words adequately describe the terrible slow understanding of the extent of what has been done to us
__such inhuman applications of technology

__the words and spirit of the Declaration of Independence
__on this day that celebrates working people
__where service to our country is an honor.
__Martin Luther King Day
__in this season of joy

__men and women in the intelligence services
who share their ideals

__a return to freedom for our homelands

__and as they spoke, the terror receded
__the bells in the towns and the cities were ringing



I ask for sanctuary.

For everyone who suffers from oppression, Sanctuary.
For ourselves, our communities, our families, our children,
our friends and neighbors, the animals who share their lives with us,
for all of us who are clandestinely enslaved,
I ask for sanctuary.

I ask for sanctuary from those
who -- rather than informing and openly consulting
with the people of their countries --
secretly plot byzantine solutions to real terrors.

From incomprehensible, unendurable psychological torture,
I ask for sanctuary.

Sanctuary
from those who suppress our voices,
from those,
who believing their own voices more important,
have diverted our voices
as the waters of the mountains are stolen by the cities.

From those who believe that life, liberty,
and the pursuit of happiness
are of no consequence,

I ask for sanctuary.
I define sanctuary as a return to freedom for our homelands.