In the season's glow, the Rebels stand,
Against a system vast and planned.
No capitalism's clutches hold,
For sovereignty, their tale unfolds.
Amidst the cheer, they question why,
In capitalist realms, some hearts deny.
Equality sought, not just for some,
In sacred earth, a different drum.
Christmas lights may twinkle bright,
Yet Rebels seek a truer light.
For in their hearts, a call resounds,
To break the chains, where freedom's found.
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