Will you now wake up?

The enemy has come back around

He is no longer a memory recorded in your history books

Or a story that your grandfather told you

The enemy is right at your doorsteps

He is within your walls

He is sitting at your dinner table

The enemy is no longer at the gates

He is no longer a distant idea

He is inside the village

On your streets

At the town square

In your public libraries

In your universities

In your home

And you brought him here

You invited him to sit at your table

And to share your meal

You took your freedoms for granted

Forgot the labour of those who came before you

Their sacrifices of blood and sweat and torture;

some still disappeared and declared dead without a body to bury

The enemy has come back around

Will you now wake up?

Or will you throw the enemy a welcome party

As he trashes your living room

And throws the furniture through the windows

And digs up your garden

And strangles your children

And beats your wife

And kills you

And sets your house on fire?

Will your now wake up?