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by Vicki Acquah 
Monday, January 17, 2011

Do you hear it; Brother can you hear it? Sisters do you feel it? I can't hear it! I been listening, but I do not hear it, cause ain't no Freedom ringing in Mississippi. Ain't no freedom ringing for the Scott sisters, and ain't no freedom ringing on the slave plantations. We been marching, we been singing.

Still I ain't heard no freedom ringing ... Grandma Roscoe raised ten babies for her young ladies while unjustly incarcerated; Still she ain't see no village helping, they took away her two young daughters for eleven dollars, made up rules along the way, locked them up and threw the key away.

We asked for justice and just-we went astray, and after sixteen years the Governor said Okay; We will let them out, but here they cannot stay, in twenty-four hours they must be gone, they got to go away, with the seventy-five dollars we gave them for their pay.

Old Mississippi all dressed in black, if they step on a crack, we going to lock um up back. We been marching and we been singing, we still ain't hear no freedom ringing, cause ain't no freedom ringing in Mississippi. We are gonna make sure your life is still hell; One false move and you are back in jail:

We are making up rules just to stress you out, we want to save money so we let you out! Now go somewhere else and get your medical attention, your sisters’ kidney is all we can spare. If she ain't a match we do not care. Those are our stipulations, this law is just for you; Match or no match, your kidney belongs to your sister.

Plantations are still holding slaves; jails are holding them too. They are holding people who've done nothing wrong, but be born black in Mississippi. We dug our graves we live as slaves, and ain't no freedom ringing. They make up laws just for us... There is no communication, then they concoct some crazy scheme, and call them "stipulations".

Let it be known that in the year of Their Lord, in two thousand and eleven; In the home of the free, and the land of the brave ... Mississippians still owns slaves, and the people are afraid; The government won't correct this, afraid to reach out, afraid to speak out...and so they just let them get away. There ain't no freedom ringing in Mississippi;"

No, "Lift every voice and sing" The new theme Song is our old slave song "Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen " Singing nobody knows but JESU...s... but does he even know...cause ain't nobody singing; And sure, ain't no freedom ringing, down in Mississippi for Gladys, Jamie and Mrs. Roscoe.


Written on MLK Birthday Jan 2011
by Oladeji aka Vicki Acquah


Written on MLK Birthday Jan 2011
by Oladeji aka Vicki Acquah
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