Awaken pen awaken

Awaken pen,

Awaken,

 

Let the impure ink you drip

Drop with the blood of your

Fallen comrades

Seeking Justice

In this world

 

Awaken pen,

Awaken,

 

Let your sharp tip

Slash through the layers

Of your bourgeois hypocrisy

Ha ha!

Write and awaken!

 

Awaken pen,

Awaken

Can’t you hear

Mother’s cries?

Tears dripping down the “motherland”

Where dissidents are Silenced

Into the void

Of echoless mountains

 

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Awaken pen,

Awaken

Wake up from your slumber of ages

Can’t you see the trail of bodies, bones and dust

Left through your ageless sleepwalking?

 

Awaken pen,

Awaken,

Write if you feel like it

Draw if you feel like it

Dance like a brush

Ruptured in joy

Allow your ink-tears flow

Into those coarse sheets of paper

Let words rise and fall and flood

Yes let it flood so new seeds can be sown

In the coming Spring!