In a world of bliss
they dance along the golden grass
we framed the other side as if
we knew the song
they loved the fact
we left our life
forfeit
and we waved our flag
so much too much
effort
discipline not opposed by us
but not taught
and now we hang our heads
an listen to the deafening silence
the death of our world
the limbs they bend their arms
outstretched they beg for help
as they dance along the golden grass
that once was green
repent?
too late they mock an flash their prize
the future of the golden earth?
we rot till our demise
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