In Spite of a Rising Sun
In spite of this rising, darkening sun
I will bathe in the rays of the brightest light
And stare straight at the source
To prove that I will not lay down to die
Or lie paralyzed
I will dance beneath the brightness
of a million tanning salons being burned to the ground
And sing songs over the sounds of their collapse
To show that I will not go without resistance
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