Kenneth R. Jenkins

Rookie - 0 Points (1 June 1961 / Augusta, GA)

Wake Up! Wake Up!


Politicians-
Wake up from your sleep
Of political thinking
High prices, high taxes
And back breaking
It's time to wake up!

Preachers- -
Wake up from your sleep,
Preaching sermons of greed
Blinded by the LIGHT
Practicing in the world of sleaze
It's time to wake up!

Mother- -
Wake up from your sleep
Of finding that man
To pay for all your problems
Then away he goes
Away he ran
For it's time to wake up!

Teachers- -
Wake up from your sleep
Of educating young minds
Wasting
Their lives away
With them it's hard to find
It's time to wake up!

Father- -
Wake up from your sleep
Of being a runaway man
Stand up for yourself
And don't lie down but STAND
'Cause it's time to wake up!

Wake up! Wake up!
Sleeping time is over.
He that sleeps too long
Will miss God at work.
Your very life uncovered
For it's time to wake up!
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
GET UP!
WAKE UP!
GET UP!
WAKE UP!
GET UP!
WAKE UP!
GET UP!
GET UP!
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!

Submitted: Sunday, April 06, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

Topic of this poem: life

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