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Claude McKay - Exhortation: Summer 1919
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Through the pregnant universe rumbles life`s terrific thunder, 
  And Earth`s bowels quake with terror; strange and terrible storms break, 
Lightning-torches flame the heavens, kindling souls of men, thereunder: 
  Africa! long ages sleeping, O my motherland, awake! 

In the East the clouds glow crimson with the new dawn that is breaking, 
  And its golden glory fills the western skies. 
  O my brothers and my sisters, wake! arise! 
For the new birth rends the old earth and the very dead are waking, 
  Ghosts are turned flesh, throwing off the grave`s disguise, 
  And the foolish, even children, are made wise; 
For the big earth groans in travail for the strong, new world in making— 
  O my brothers, dreaming for dim centuries, 
  Wake from sleeping; to the East turn, turn your eyes! 

Oh the night is sweet for sleeping, but the shining day`s for working; 
  Sons of the seductive night, for your children`s children`s sake, 
From the deep primeval forests where the crouching leopard`s lurking, 
  Lift your heavy-lidded eyes, Ethiopia! awake! 

In the East the clouds glow crimson with the new dawn that is breaking, 
  And its golden glory fills the western skies. 
  O my brothers and my sisters, wake! arise! 
For the new birth rends the old earth and the very dead are waking, 
  Ghosts have turned flesh, throwing off the grave`s disguise, 
  And the foolish, even children, are made wise; 
For the big earth groans in travail for the strong, new world in making— 
  O my brothers, dreaming for long centuries, 
  Wake from sleeping; to the East turn, turn your eyes!
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