(TW: Blood, Violence, Oppression, History)

The “Forgotten” Massacre - Tiananmen Square, June 4th, 1989

A song was heard in China
in the city of Beijing.
In the spring of 1989
you could hear the people sing.
And it was the song of freedom
that was ringing in the square,
the world could feel the passion of
the people gathered there.
Oh children, blood is on the square.

For many nights and many days,
waiting in the square.
"To build a better nation"
was the song that echoed there.
"For we are China’s children,
we love our native land,
for brotherhood and freedom
we are joining hand in hand.”
Oh children, blood is on the square.

Then came the People’s army
with trucks and tanks and guns.
The government was frightened
of their daughters and their sons.
But in the square was courage and
a vision true and fair,
the Army of the People would not harm
the young ones there.
Oh children, blood is on the square.

On June the 3rd in China,
in the spring of ‘89,
an order came from high above
and passed on down the line.
The soldiers opened fire,
young people bled and died,
the blood of thousands on the square
that lies can never hide.
Oh children, blood is on the square.

For four more days of fury
the people faced the guns.
How many thousands slaughtered
when their grisly work was done?
they quickly burned the bodies
to hide their coward’s shame,
but blood is thick upon their hands and
darkness on their names.
Oh children, blood is on the square.

There are tears that flow in China
for her children that are gone.
There is fear and there is hiding,
for the killing still goes on.
And the iron hand of terror can
buy silence for today,
but the blood that lies upon the square
cannot be washed away.
Oh children, blood is on the square

(Song by Phillip Morgan)

It is frightening how well their nation-wide “erasure” of the events has gone.

When I was studying in Bonn (Germany) when I was 19, I had a Taiwanese friend (unmarried woman in her late 30’s at the time?) and a Chinese friend (a teacher in perhaps his late 20’s at the time with a very young child back in China).  We were at one of the bookstores close to the language school, and there was a book about the Tiananmen Square Massacre on display, so I pointed to it, and told her that it was the day I was born, and the first thing my mother saw when she turned on TV in the hospital room after giving birth to me. 

She replied that she remembered it, and wow she feels old.  It was everywhere on the news, and she was in school.  She brought over the Chinese friend and asked him how old he was when it happened.  He looked at us blankly and said he has no idea what we were talking about.

It’s pretty astonishing to find that many of the parents or older Chinese people that I know living around me (my parents’ age, a little younger, little older) were actually out protesting this day, so they remember.  And they left.

What happened was especially distressful if you remember the One Child Policy in China.  All the young men and women who were killed- they were the only children of their parents.  The one child the parents had raised with so much care for almost 20 years if not more. 

They had a vision for a better nation,  the true patriots, and they were crushed.

When the military and guns are turned against those who they were meant to protect, you know there is something wrong.


If you want to know more about the “Incident”/Massacre: Tiananmen Square protests of 1989

News article from today (23 years later): China Rejects US Call to Release Tiananmen Prisoners

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