I wish the Thousand and More
Towns and Cities
were Thousand and More
Lights
Horeb-type
so
the multitudes will
follow
and
following bring forth
a new civilization to the Earth
oh! that we humans were lights
and yield lights
into that Horeb where all
congregate
A Voice high will always
turning in all directions
sate:
'Crowds and multitudes,
rise up, you from
the Continents that are not Europe
and the Americas
rise and be as dignified as the rest
rise to the same heights
produce the same great humans
show that the Wheel of History
has turned full round
the circle
and because you turned it.
Rise!
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