Inside, do you feel like there is something sleeping? Something the world needs to understand? This is a poem about waking a sleeping giant.

Don't Wake A Sleeping Giant

A constant hum of emotion

Distant and frozen

A tenacity

Waiting to be awoken

A remedy

Self powered,

Live wired

Waiting for a moment

For a tiger to be a tiger

Snoring

Snore

The beast sleeps some more

Snoring

Snore

Until eyes open like opportunity's door

Once awoken

The beast won't sleep anymore

Be cautious

Take precautions

If you wake it... know what's in store

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