Wake Asia Wake - Part One - 10

Written by: T Wignesan

Your bombs and canons come late  far too late now to put together your sundered arms
         no use crying robber in Kashmir when the poor hunger for a bowl of dusty gruel
         nor stretch your mighty legs over the Palk Straits to proclaim your integral faith
                                                                       Wake! India! Wake!
There are no borders to the staunchly raised in unbending respect and unrelenting loyalty
         there is no need for police-ed borders for those who are tied to you by blood
         there’re only stretches of unfathomable water so much un-scaleable mountainous frights
                                                                        Wake! Asia! Wake!
And draw your sons and daughters about you   they who inherit your fate
         tell them not when they may act or how   just let them gather around you
         with time  if you wake up in time   they’ll hoist you to Himalayan heights
                              Wake! Now! Asia! Wake! Before It’s Too Late!

© T.Wignesan 1996/2001  
(Written between April 7th and 20th, 1996; revised February 2001 and published in The Asianists’ Asia, Vol. II, March 2001, and in T. Wignesan. Rama and Ravana at the Altar of Hanuman. Chennai : Institute of Asian Studies, 2006.
[from the “original version” in the collection: longhand notes (a binding of poems), 1999]