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Wake Asia Wake - Part One - 9

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Wake Asia Wake - Part One - 9

Make haste to befriend the toro meanly reared away from spectator prying eyes
         by dread alone the bull is nurtured and prodded to terrify
         and when at last the ranchero’s silhouette appears in the arena   it charges
                                                                       Wake! India! Wake!
There are no greater mysteries than those your scientists can unravel
         the only mysteries that persist are those drummed by priests into your brains
         even a helpless Stephen Hawking can pierce the Aryan mystery by silent reflection
                                                                      Wake! India! Wake!
Let those who seek power in the polls seek it for their own sakes
         sooner or later   sooner than later   they too will pass away
         their power gnawing at their bones will feed the etherising flames of their pyres  
                                                                     Wake! India! Wake!
Let those who seek to challenge their power challenge it for their own sakes
         they too will rot in the chains they have willingly chained themselves in
         for they too seek power for the sake of power  and for theirs and their own comfort
                                                                       Wake! India! Wake!
And let them all pass over you    you who have borne in quiet pain
         mauling   under the pretext of mournful migrations and the Mughal might
         Mohenjodaro and Harrappa   notwithstanding Vijayanagar and Kaveripumpattinam 
                                                                       Wake! India! Wake!
Do not for a moment think your sons have deserted you
         nor your daughters gone to spawn with other spouses under other suns
         your needs are their needs  your tears   their blood coursing in their veins
                                                                       Wake! India! Wake!
If you had woken up earlier to tend to your shores  to tend to the marauders at the border
         letting only the lone Kshatriya exert his martial art  abused by fine courtly comfort
         you would not now wonder how a Rajput court at Mewar drove Akbar to such lengths
                                                                      Wake! India! Wake!
(Continued in Part One - 10)

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