Fight The Sun
I wake up and to my surprise
The sun comes smiling at my eyes
My pupils do burn but no cries
Till it beats onto my thighs
I start to think of all the whys
But must stick with all my tries
The sun can fight in the rise
But in the end I win the prize
It might out do me in its size
But I’m the one that’s strong and wise
For light to dark into the skies
Makes it come to its demise
Sink into Earth it underlies
Now listen sun to my replies
“I hope you sun take my advice”
“Don’t mess with me when you arise”
poem by Paul Celano
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