I’m sleeping
I’m sleeping
No, it’s not beauty
There is no beauty in ignorance

I’m sleeping
I’m sleeping
While the Middle East is bleeding

I’m sleeping
I’m sleeping
While a part of the world is drowning in debt

I’m sleeping
I’m sleeping
While there is a drought threatening my country
To be left with no water

I’m not sleeping
I am awake
I arise to what’s ahead

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