The Sleepers of Ephesus

Do you know that the world is roiling in anger

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

Do you know prejudices are burning each other

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

Don't you hear that people don't care to live anymore

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

We have to do something to make this world a better place

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

Why do you not take opium instead, 

you will then have a reason to be senseless

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

You are useless. It is because of likes of you, this tyranny is

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

If not do anything, let your heart be soft at least! mourn! please!

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

Did the Beloved not order you to Struggle

Dearest did you mention the Beloved?

Yes, in Beloved's name move your sloth soul to action

Ah! Dear, if I were to listen to you and do something

I would only be doing to please you or 

Or to my tarnished image apply salve

So someone else can be called evil

Or I would be acting to protect my kin

Over another son of Adam

Or protecting my food and riches

To make another soul go hungry

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved

So you look down on me, you think me unholy

That I am not in a slumber and trying to change

While our children drown helpless in seas

And are washed upon shores of indifference

Ah dear, I too have died and been violated

Again and again; each worse than before

Each misery is the cost of a feeling heart

But it is the dread of numbness that

Burdens me to your stated inaction

The will of my Beloved is to Be

It to be Loved is me

The perfection of Justice is as perfect

As every moment I breathe or not

I be or not, all is or not

How can I look down on a slave who moves

By His Breath and seeks to change the world

All I can say is that I hear the sighing winds

And when a raindrop with my name 

Comes forth out of the mountainous clouds

As a healing for parched land

Or flood for the flooded

I will play my part, jubilant ecstatic

At being re-membered, 

But till then 

Let it go dear, let it go

tell me some about The Beloved