I Will Have My Day In The Sun
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The hysterical, sniggering hyenas and
All their silly, superficial allies and friends
It seems, can never ever hope to understand
The profundities of philosophical ends.
They may dance on the graves of literate lions,
But they will never be lions. And anyway,
I'm not yet in my grave. I will leave them crying
In the end. Under a bright sun, I'll have my day.
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