Sunday Times (Sri Lanka)

Rage

- By Don Manu

Rage, rage, rage

Rage against the injustices that wage And curse men to be condemned to a confined cage

Do not suffer in complacent disbelief

You can the world’s woes to others leave Assuaging your heart that the world sleeps well tonight

When it sleeps without any iota of relief ***

Arise, arise, arise

Arise, for the momentous hour is come For sweet dawn to break and see the new morn’s sun

Freedom’s long glimpsed light awaits to be born

But only you my friend, with me, can make it dawn

United together let’s make the sun run ***

Awake, awake, awake

Awake, and with one voice throng to the fore It’s not too late to brave bravely

The evils the cruel world holds

Or would you rather, in complacent ignorant bliss, behold

And bid the world goodbye, without tear, and not its injustice deplore

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March, march, march

March, to the resounding drum of freedom in full cry

Pray and ask the gods of love and peace Why this endless torment never cease But keeps man entrapped in bleak disease And why throttled hope can find no new lease

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Raise, raise, raise,

Raise, the flag of liberty that will falter not, nor in half mast die;

Unfurl to the heavens all hopes that lie Embedded deep in all men’s hearts’ sacred shrine

And gain release from the chains that now are thine

Cry freedom now or forever, in silence, repine Or, without a qualm, witness man’s liberties decline

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Brave, brave, brave,

Brave, the cruel world’s wretched woes And the injustices that mark history’s sores And as one with man,

Sacrifice your lot to make mankind glow In freedom, in peace, with bliss in our heart Which will only happen if each one of us Makes a brave new start.

And with the birth of fresh freedom,

See enslavemen­t, in a world of distraught, depart.

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Rage, arise, awake and march and raise in unison the trumpet call

And brave all thy tears for the common good of all

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