Awakening II: The Poetry of Gunnar Våken

Poem: Formidable

Kooks on the rise?
Fascist clucks & their 4 wheel drives?
Boosting the planet
At the stop light?
Shagging Mo Nature
As she protests
At night?

Though time might not be
On our side
Warriors must emerge
Muscle and brains
Poised to strike
Merging wisdom
And courage

The future's not Nazi
Nor is it Commie
While there is breath in
My lungs
The perverse will not
Swarm me

The tide is turning
At the twilight of humanity
We will serve no masters
We will neutralise
Your insanity

All the king's horses and
All his men
Will never fix back up
Your fallen leader
Again

We the rest
Will ensure he remains
Grounded
And you, brainless sheepsters
Will ceaselessly be
Pounded

Into the dust
Into the bins of history
Forgotten or mocked
Our rising will be an open book
No conspiracy nor mystery

Bunk stops here
Funk starts now
Welcome to the future
Hit it, maestro
Today begins with
Pow

Formidable . . .
Becomes visible . . .

~ Gunnar Våken