Can I Burn In A Barn Instead?

I dare you to hit me again,
To bring down my day with this pain,
To turn skies cloudy with rain,
To build up with laughter your fame.

I dare you to push me once more,
To drag me away to death's door,
To kick me when I'm on the floor,
To take more delight in this gore.

I dare you to spit in my face,
To punch me like this is a race,
To "teach me my proper place",
To make this a national case.

I dare you to do what is wrong,
To make sure that I'll soon be gone,
To torture me for oh so long,
To prove that you're weak and I'm strong.