There was a time
Not long ago
Where roses grew
And snowflakes fell
Where sunbeams sang
With the morning gloom
Whilst aspired poets
With inspiration crooned
Yes, there was a time
For everyone
For poets
For painters
For leaders
For followers
For soldiers
For peasants
For kings
For queens
If I should
Be overly wise
I shall remember
Every time
A person scolds
Laughs
Points fingers
At my indifference
That mere centuries ago
A kindred soul
Felt my pain
Someone suffered the same
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