Gregory J Thompson, PhD
@thompsoninsight.bsky.social
Scholar and educator bridging the humanities with leadership and STEM. Championing creativity, ethics, and interdisciplinary innovation for a better future.
Dawn, April 19, 1775
Freedom whispered then, not yet a shout.
A trembling thing
not promised, not certain,
Far from perfect Union,
but dreamed.
We hold these truths to be self evident
not yet written,
But how they reached for it,
their hope daring the weight of the world.
Freedom whispered then, not yet a shout.
A trembling thing
not promised, not certain,
Far from perfect Union,
but dreamed.
We hold these truths to be self evident
not yet written,
But how they reached for it,
their hope daring the weight of the world.
April 19, 2025 at 11:14 AM
Dawn, April 19, 1775
Freedom whispered then, not yet a shout.
A trembling thing
not promised, not certain,
Far from perfect Union,
but dreamed.
We hold these truths to be self evident
not yet written,
But how they reached for it,
their hope daring the weight of the world.
Freedom whispered then, not yet a shout.
A trembling thing
not promised, not certain,
Far from perfect Union,
but dreamed.
We hold these truths to be self evident
not yet written,
But how they reached for it,
their hope daring the weight of the world.