‘The Cost of Higher Education’ by James A. Tweedie The Society November 14, 2018 Culture, Deconstructing Communism, Human Rights in China, News of Note, Poetry 7 Comments I am a university in the U.S. of A. Becoming more dependent on Red China every day. We seek out Chinese students for the money that they bring, While the Confucius Institutes keep propagandizing. We bow and scrape to please that country’s communist elite, And neither say nor do what they might feel is indiscreet. We’ll not dispute their sovereign claim on the South China Sea, Or that Tibet and Taiwan are part of the PRC. We won’t condemn the persecution of the Falun Gong, Or say that China’s foreign policy is right or wrong. We won’t invite the Dalai Lama to a conference Because the Chinese leadership has said they’ll take offence. When China tears all Christian crosses down, what’s there to say? Instead, we’ll condemn Israel and look the other way. The Tiananmen massacre is a historic fact Our China Studies program tries to play down or redact. Pollution and corruption in Beijing we may acknowledge, Unless it sparks a threat to cut off funding for our college. All faculty aspiring to travel, live or teach there Cannot be China critics if they ever hope to reach there. For they know China both recruits and hires student spies To report anything re China they may criticize. They also know that whether they’re emeritus or young, Their visas will be cancelled if they don’t control their tongue. Our campus celebrates free speech, we pamper and adore it. Unless it hurts our bottom line, in which case we ignore it. We proudly claim that freedom, truth, and justice are our goal, But for Red China’s money we have sold our very soul. James A. Tweedie is a recently retired pastor living in Long Beach, Washington. He likes to walk on the beach with his wife. He has written and self-published four novels and a collection of short stories. He has several hundred unpublished poems tucked away in drawers. Related Post ‘Dryads’ Winter Lament’ by Wandi Zhu As autumn breezes blow away The warmth of summer’s sun, Then shortened is the light of day When we had danced as one. The prelude to the... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 7 Responses Joe Tessitore November 14, 2018 Wow! Well done, Reverend James! Excellent narrative! Reply E. V. November 14, 2018 Rhyme: Check! Meter: Check! Clear Message: Check! This poem would be appropriate from one of SCP’s contests defending democracy and freedom. Thank you, Reverend, for sharing it. And, let’s be grateful that there still are publishing venues (like Society of Classical Poets) where conservative, pro-American voices are still celebrated. Reply James Sale November 14, 2018 Love it – sadly, the last line is the indictment and it is not against China: “But for Red China’s money we have sold our very soul.” So many good things in America but when money is the god such bad things happen. Well done, this is a wake-up call. Reply David Paul Behrens November 14, 2018 Besides being well written, this poem is educational and enlightening. Well done. Thank you. Reply Joan Erickson November 14, 2018 I say WOW to this poem, too! It brought both goose bumps and tears. Truth so well said. Reply Joseph S. Salemi November 14, 2018 These are in fourteeners, but in many places the meter is bumpy and uneven. Fourteeners have to flow effortlessly and smoothly. Reply James A. Tweedie November 14, 2018 I agree with you. I wanted to get Confucious Institute in there somewhere so I cheated on that one. The others I considered minor enough to pass for what was never intended as a flawless classical form. Even so, point taken. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.