Friday, August 25, 2006
Awake and yet asleep! The whole world lies
Unconscious of its own unconscious state;
Destructive of itself and blind to fate,
Ignoring all the writings of the wise.
For here and there a man may waken, rise,
Shake off the shackles 'ere it be too late,
His mind to master, anger, greed and hate
Drive out and penetrate the veiled disguise
Of man mechanical- his nature true-
Which he percieves, his helplessness he knows;
All others cling to dreams that they can do
Whatever they will- themselves mere puppet shows,
Their strings worked by events, nor do they heed
The call to rouse as slaves from fetters freed.
Michael Dillon 1957