Wake Up --
Wake up sleepers. You sleep deeply in your plush, leather wrapped, luxury prisons. You eat and drink your specialties, all the while baring the rib cages of the hungry. Your kingdoms are built on the backs of those who rejoice in their suffering and suffer as you rejoice over your blessing. Wake up sleepers. Radio waves and plasma screens subdue your consciousness with wants and desires that rape your mind. Wake up sleepers. Your dreams of triumph overshadow the cries of brokeness. Can't you see you are broken too? Wake up. Can't you see you are poor too? Wake up. Can't you see your consumption has become cannibalism? Wake up you pew sitting political assassins. Are we not supposed to reflect a glory that is not our own? Wake up from your coma of apathy. The time is now, not yesterday, not a thought for the future, but a thought of the past. Wake up you've slept in, the alarm has rung, the curtains are pulled, you've pushed the snooze button for the last time. There's plenty to do, so stop being done. Wake up. The pacifier of self salvation no longer will sooth the worlds suffering. Wake up. You with ears, hear. You with eyes, see. You with hands, hold. You with feet, walk. You with minds, think. You with words, inspire. Wake up creativity. Wake up hope. Wake up love. Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Im guilty too.
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