Lake

Rise up men and women rise up Sleep is good but getting up is better And shrug off your junk thoughts Practice not your superstition Illogicality will not help you Neither will help you biased logic Nor will those for whom you cheat Hypocrisy is like a termite It will eat you up from inside Come up men, come up All around is darkness now Lit a light of new ideas Brighten up what is dim and shaded You can, man, like you man can If you feel weakness And any doubt creeps in Read this poem carefully And revisit inside There you will find a pond, a lake All sources of your potentiality.