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Let's remember on this day the sacrifices of all peoples, let's remember that we don't know all the things we've done and do as a powerful and rich nation. Let's remember on this Fourth of July what it means to be good, what it means to be righteous and what it means to be humble.

We can have our parades, and we can wave our flag, but let us not feel superior, let us be equals. We can feel connected, but not superior when it comes to the connection with all peoples of this world, for ignorance needn't be celebrated, it need be eradicated from our choices all! Let us remember that we are all brothers and sisters around the globe. Yes, we do good things in this country, yes we help others, but let us not pat ourselves on the back until we leave a mark! When all children are fed in this nation, when all children are sheltered in this nation, when all are given clean water, when they are safe from the rage of man's wars and destruction, when each of us have all of those things, then, maybe then, we can pat ourselves on the back to the point of leaving a red mark, a white mark, a black mark, a brown mark, when we are the mark of a true freedom and not an oppressor, not an instigator of war for profit, but a true Peacemaking nation, the beacon shining its light on the world without want, then we can truly celebrate as s collective with a story worth repeating... Mark Richard Prime

© 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.

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