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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It is night yet in the West and the planes land between listlessly burning tarmac lamps stealthy fingers scurrying through diadems of neons halogens and amber Wake! O! Asia! Wake! The cowherds’ bare blistered feet already trample yesterday’s dust into mud and cartwheels strain in crusted fissures where rains fell only once or twice while dreams fester in cosy centrally-heated silken beds in luxury flats Wake! O! Asia! Wake! Tomorrow is yesteryear’s planned strikes buses trains taxis office machines lie soundlessly asleep and will not wake until the battle over psychic comfort comes to an end Wake! O! Asia! Wake! For You there is no respite no pause no tea-breaks with cheese biscuits or croissants there’s only the last container to crane over the dock in unpaid overtime Wake! O! Asia! Wake! Your eyes will hurt in the twilight’s hazy glimmer no time to brush your teeth nor shave in hot and cold running water nor the right to flush a toilet nor heedlessly course through in cosy tubes to work Wake! O! Asia! Wake! The sirens rave through boulevards in broad night-light rushing hypertensic cardiac cases from their delight-full beds cholestrol and diabetic cane sugar within reach of every child in supermarkets Wake! O! Asia! Wake! Let those who succeeded their former masters sip their sweet sweatless porto before the hors-d’oeuvres and flap their tabliers hiding their secret shame under cabalistic arms Wake! O! Asia! Wake! Wake! there’s little time left for your own bickering differences to fester the dawn signals the tasks that lie ahead unfinished and the carrion hunters trained in their old master’s image club together Wake! O! Asia! Wake! (Continued in Part One - 2)
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