once upon a time
on this valley where we warriors died

once upon a time we searched the tempest of anguish, strolling deep into the sea,

once upon a time in the beauty of our country
supplanted our buttocks on surfuric pride

once upon'''these noisy wilderness our eyes clambered and driven by charlatans of popocerat words

Once upon a time the nations crumbled under military peasants were we the loyal popes once fell,

once upon a time''spurious widen traditional quill rolled by governmental disorder lured our sons to puterate war

once upon a time'' our children groaned with laughter of war''inspired by the polluted creeks of watered villages

once upon a time''our brothers culprit our land marks which vanished away in a day dream.

So now what shall we do??
When our sorrow is sorry,
when our happiness mourns joyous cry.
When we know nothing is alright.

By:
Beryl Rem

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