How Did Our Sun Rise Today
How rhythmic is the silence
Of them that await their doom?
How melodic is their woe?
While hearts blossom
And remember with gratitude
The resplendent surge
Of their first conception
While convicts of our longing
Fish with the golden roe
The majesty of our history-
Committing acts of desecration
A stern righteous voice
Clad in beauty and ecstasy
Comes leaping upon hillocks:
Promising eternity beyond our dreams!
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