Dream Time;
When everything was fine, harmony reigned, everything was as one, nothing ventured nothing gained, to live with nature they trained, simple people with no axe to grind, until the day they woke to find, all their dwellings burned to the ground, the bodies of their people lying all around, their heads on poles, all their possessions stole, a new tribe had come from a far away land, divided they fall, united they stand, they had rods of steel, the hatred for simple people you could feel, a human life meant nothing to them, if you wore the wrong colours you were dragged and beaten into the hell of the dragons den, it was a sport to watch you die, the more gruesome it was, the better to gladden their evil eye, from birth they train to dispatch those who don’t fit the bill, all they know is how to kill, it gives them a thrill, but as humanity started, so it will end, on that you can depend, the downtrodden and the meek, all will come to seek, there help in trying to defeat, the demons that guide their will, until then we must endure, as yet there is no cure, for the effects this has on the human spirit, of those who believe in good and cause no harm, until then it’s back to life in the farm.
Anthony Mc Gann.
28/5/24. 10.51.
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Dream Time;
When everything was fine, harmony reigned, everything was as one, nothing ventured nothing gained, to live with nature they trained, simple people with no axe to grind, until the day they woke to find, all their dwellings burned to the ground, the bodies of their people lying all around, their heads on poles, all their possessions stole, a new tribe had come from a far away land, divided they fall, united they stand, they had rods of steel, the hatred for simple people you could feel, a human life meant nothing to them, if you wore the wrong colours you were dragged and beaten into the hell of the dragons den, it was a sport to watch you die, the more gruesome it was, the better to gladden their evil eye, from birth they train to dispatch those who don’t fit the bill, all they know is how to kill, it gives them a thrill, but as humanity started, so it will end, on that you can depend, the downtrodden and the meek, all will come to seek, there help in trying to defeat, the demons that guide their will, until then we must endure, as yet there is no cure, for the effects this has on the human spirit, of those who believe in good and cause no harm, until then it’s back to life in the farm.
Anthony Mc Gann.
28/5/24. 10.51.