Wake Asia Wake - Part One - 4

Written by: T Wignesan

And remember the sun never really sets only on covetousness
            no greater co-prosperity sphere is there than inner contentment
            here the sun only rises and spreads its eyes in constant kindness
                                                              Wake! Japan! Wake!
 
O! Where have they all gone who drank deep and late Old Khayyam’s wine
            while with compass and rule he measured the rhymes of the skies
            and found the tulip-cheeked maiden wrapped round his earthen cup
                                                             Wake! Old Persia! Wake!
 
And still the venomous thunders flooding in the Tigris-Euphrates veins
            every minority has a right to his pride of place   every dog his manger
            no monster bomb worth the sweetness of the four-stringed ruba’i        
                                                         Wake! Saddam! Wake! 
                               
Let not the dust from streets settle on the rags of the by-standing beggar
            batten down the mud with stones and gravel with those very hands
            that culled the Ajanta Caves from the rocks of  teeming wilderness
                                                       Wake! O! India! Wake!
 
See not how the chiselled rocks of Fathepur Sikri lie chipped in negligence
            nor how the hordes of monkeys romp on the fortifications in disdain
            see only the vision that shaped the mind of Akbar’s masons
                                                        Wake! O! India! Wake!
 
Scorn not the erstwhile brother now behind a frontier wall
            if your ways were just   no brother would have sought cover
            siblings are no higher or lower born of the same mother
                                                   Wake! Now India! Wake!
 
Receive the bounteous waters that descend from the heavens
            confine and clean them in reservoirs in troughs or in buckets
            and make them pour forth in joy onto your children’s faces
                                                         Wake! O! Asia! Wake!
 
Wake!  wake your neighbours also from the gonepast Rip-van-Winkle millennium
            it’s hardly enough just to keep going from day to day
            nor rely on the idea that no matter what  It works   India works
                                                          Wake! O! India! Wake!
 
(Continued in Part One - 5)