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WAKE UP, POOR WEST!

WAKE UP, POOR WEST!
I am too sad, my dearest West.
I do not gloat over your fate.
My precious West, l'm crying blood
as you were great and now you're not.

Look at yourself when you possessed
the faith that achieved past success.
You ruled the world and made advance
that now you look at and shed tears.

Where is that impetus to strive
and do something that can construct
the needed power you possessed
while now you look for selfish aims.

How can you live without that faith
which can produce your kids and strength
while men and women have their sex
through what will make them both extinct?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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