The Price for Freedom
This is a Dedication and a Tribute for a young Sudanese man, who was viciously set-upon and killed by a group of 8-10 youths/men on the 26 Oct 2009.
The young man (23 yo) died from a fatal stab-wound to the neck. He bled to death. He leaves behind a daughter of 3 years of age, and his young partner, the mother of his little girl.
At least 2 of the gang have been arrested since the incident and have been charged with murder.
He came to this country (Australia) at the age of 19 with the view of achieving a “better” life, to get a job, and to start sending money back to his family still living in Sudan.
Over the past few weeks I came to know him, his story, his fears, his experiences, his struggles, the racism he’d experienced, the depression and the alcoholism that he’d succumbed to since living here in the land of his disappointment.
Not too long ago he said he was happier, though very poor and often hungry, “back home”. We laughed occasionally and talked deeply, and he was starting to feel encouraged for the first time since being here.
He’d told me how he wanted to be a “better” father, and not get angry with his partner, to get off the drinking cycle and to learn not to react to, nor escalate the racial taunting he experienced too often.
Our country and our Governments proffer much to such immigrants. I believe “we” as a Nation have failed our end of the arrangement.
His family chose him to come here, as he had the best prospects to learn and “succeed” on behalf of those he would leave behind. His mother’s hopes and dreams now end with his death.
His partner is alone and confused, still coming to terms with what had happened. A little girl sleeps restless, never to know her father, and the beautiful spirit that lay within,beneath the shame and disappointment he’d felt with regard to his life in Australia.
And the price for Freedom for this young man? His death. He no longer suffers, ‘tis a fact — and a few such as I, are left to wonder, “Why?”
I have the fortune and the privilege to have met and gotten to know this young man — this warrior lost — and he has given me more than he will ever know.
He journeys beyond these shores, westward towards the setting sun, across the ocean, returns in spirit to his Sudan, his Africa, his homeward calling.
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Gregory John O...
Too sad , Crowmanic … This country has a lot of growing up to do …...
Crowmanic replied
Unfortunate for all involved, yet true Greg, there are many folks in this country that have “a lot of growing up to do”.
DevineDayDreams
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Marie Sharp
This is so sad. When will people see, I’m just like you; you’re just like me…..
Crowmanic replied
Re your “When will people see” My response “Never! most have no frickin’ clue to what/who they are” so I’m not holding my breath waiting for “then” (the general majority) to “see”.
Thx for taking the interest enough to comment.
bluewhite
Awesome image. Can only imagine the pain, sadness, shock and even confusion you must be feeling. Evil always leaves a sense of confusion. And the poor woman and daughter I now carry in my heart. Thanks for sharing, as hard as it is. That takes guts to turn tragedy to art.
JRGarland
Excellent dedication. Hatred is a hard battle to fight for it lies deep in the hearts of ignorant people. Those who know better, but refuse to abide peacefully. I hope something can be done for his family to help ease their suffering. They need your help now.
Mariam Muradian
Crow, my Friend,
I am so sorry about your Friend’s death.
Bless your heart. This has hit you hard.
I will join in sending forth my cries to the Universe for comfort
for his dear Mother, his partner in love, and his Daughter….
and for you. “evil only prospers when good men do nothing.”
you are a good man, Dja, doing by sharing his memory with us.
Finding it the greatest truth that indifference is the enemy of love!
You are a loving man.
Will light candles tonight in memory and for those left behind to grieve.
Crowmanic replied
Magnificent for me to have you visit … always nice to know you’re still in the realm of hopes and dreams… life as we know it. Thanks for the comment/interest… TC4N
Enivea
An incredibly poignant image and words which leave me with tears streaming down my face….
Crowmanic replied
Thx “N” ... one can only but try to express what I feel …
Ushna Sardar
Crowmanic replied
Thanks you for the acknowledgement/recognition of this piece.
Marie Sharp
Crowmanic replied
I’m honoured and appreciative, more so on behalf of the young man and his family…. thank you.
PapasGirl
wow what an awesome story..his dedication to his family, we could all take lessons..I love what you’ve done with this picture..
RosaCobos
Because the blood of freedom is now creating new coral in the seas of the unperfect humankind….and in memory of those that had theirs running for the cause of it…this work well deserves it.
Rosa
Crowmanic replied
Thanks to Healing Journey (& Rosa of course) for the Feature on this tribute piece.
helene ruiz 26 days ago
superb and powerful! this is what i mean by “voice”
excellent work
Anne-Marie Bok... 26 days ago
As always Crow this leave me speachless! I just hope it will change…..