Never Forget

Never Forget
Tales of Tragedy, Courage and Triumph in the Face of Violent Government Repression. Clockwise, from left: Book cover with photos of anthology contributors, all foreign missionaries in South Korea who spoke out and took action on behalf of Korean democracy; the eight men wrongly accused at their show trial of treason by the military regime in April 1975, just hours before being hanged; family members in mourning following the injustice; coming full circle, former outlawed democracy movement leader Kim Dae Jung is elected president in 1997.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Fr. James Sinnott: Continuing to Remember the Families of the Wrongly Accused

Like his colleague, United Methodist missionary George Ogle, Catholic priest James Sinnott was expelled from South Korea by the military regime in 1975 in retaliation for his advocacy on behalf of eight Korean men wrongly accused of treason, an experience he writes about in "More Than Witnesses."

In 2005, he returned to the small house that first became home to him 50 years ago, praying, painting, and writing poetry.  (See his updated story, Fr. James Sinnott Returns to Korea after his Expulsion, on the website www.AsiaNews.it .)



Below is a poem written by Fr. Jim Sinnott, offering his reflections following a visit by the families of those executed, as he marked his 80th birthday last year.

Summer Solstice, June 2009

Write it down
Before it goes away:
Eleven people sitting round a table
Out on a lawn under a tree
Here where I live now,
Remembering the things we did,
Attempts against some things
Happening here in South Korea
More than thirty years ago:
Men falsely accused, jailed unfairly –
One of them, eight years imprisoned,
Sitting next to me and
The widow of another
Sitting at my other side.

We are gathered here today

Because I’ve just turned eighty,
A thing impossible to dream of
In one’s early years,
As impossible as the events
That happened here in South Korea
More than thirty years ago,
Events that knit us into one,
An inseparable fabric
Labeled by security police
The “In hyek dang”
The Peoples’ Revolutionary Party,
That phony dictator’s concoction,
That lie that changed our lives
And made widows of these women
As well as years-long prisoners
Of twenty other men.
Eight men were hanged
One early morning, an evil solstice
More than thirty years ago, nine April,
When for us the sun stood still,
A day declared “Black day
In the history of jurisprudence”
By the lawyers of the world;

A day etched in the memory of my guests today,

Gathered round this table
On the lawn outside my house
For an eightieth birthday celebration,
An occasion no young person
Of my generation gives much thought to,
Anymore than one would plan
To be involved with
Murderous judicial decisions,
Torture of the chosen victims
Who were innocent of any crime,
As an apologetic nation
Finally admitted -
Thirty years too late.

And so we gather at this table

And reminisce
About the ways we tried to fight
Those terrible decisions
And we sing again the songs we sang
As we paraded on the streets,
Breaking the “peaceful order” laws
Of those dark times of martial law;
Eleven men and women sitting at a table,
On this day, this summer solstice,
Remembering, together,
Before we also go away.

James Sinnott, MM


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