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By Emmanuel Williams

August 4, 2026

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A year in which the sun

Sat behind the clouds

When has the sun

Been useful beyond this?

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Say my lifetime was cloudy

Overcast constantly

Am I a blade of glass?

Or a flower much in need?

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What has the sun done for me?

But given me sweat, doubt,

And lethargy?

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I renounce the the sun

I admit there’s a reason

Beyond its constant light,

Constant heat, another blight

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Millions of years away

The sun will have to explode

The milky way will fall that day

And so will anything close

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Humanity will die

Won’t the animals?

Our descendants?

The earth itself…

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So why enjoy it?

Why tolerate it?

Why call it a friend?

It is enemy, isn’t it?

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Whereas should it hide

We will be fine

Without the sweat

Without the constant 

Reminder of death

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The fate awaiting

Our entire planet

And us too

If we don’t move

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If we don’t relocate

Far enough away

From the earth we have loved

From the entire galaxy

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Can you replace the sun?

If only I had the power

If we built a better source

And foliage had other demands

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Or kill me now

And stop teasing me

With sleepiness

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