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Sol Funaroff's "The Road"


Awake and sing, you that dwell in the dust.
Gather yourselves together,
gather together, o people not desired,
blow the trumpet.

Blow the trumpet,
cry, gather yourselves and go,
gather yourselves in troops
against those who besiege you.

The brown beast shall perish,
the cities of his pestilence crumble,
you shall rise in the dust of their cities
as a people of grass,
as roots out of dry ground.

Awake and sing, you that dwell in the dust,
take root in the earth,
O people of grass,
and rise again.
Awake and sing,
prepare the way of the people,
lift up a standard for the people.

Set up your banners,
o people of grass,
wave them in the fields,
gather in the hills,
roll in the valleys,
from the crevices of earth
go forward,

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