Age Of Empire Poem by Colin Coplin

Who'll build the homes where you live
Who'll hunt the food and plant the seeds
Who'll cross the mountains, discover whole new lands
In self play mode, I don't give a damn

Who'll teach the children about the past
Who'll sing the songs and make us laugh
Who'll imagine the future and put it in our grasp
In self play mode, I can't sit and watch

For life is real, flesh and bone
Not play things on a screen
And what we are is our trademark
Shared only by our dreams
Yes, in this age of empire, it's time we understand
Our future lies, in each other's hands

Who'll build the boats to sail the seas
Who'll write the laws and keep the peace
Who'll end the wars and heal all that's been harmed
In self play mode, the option's not restart

Yes, this is real, flesh and bone
Not play things on a screen
And what we are is our trademark
Shared only by our dreams
Yes, in this age of empire, it's time we understand
Our future lies, in each other's hands

Who'll play the games and kick the goals
Who'll cure the ills and mend the holes
Who'll plan for tomorrow and who'll care for the old
In self play mode, who will be so bold

For life is real, flesh and bone
Not play things on a screen
And what we are is our trademark
Shared only by our dreams
Yes, in this age of empire, it's time we understand
Our future lies in each other's hands

Who'll do what's needed, there's no need to second guess
In this age of empire, it's you, non the less

Copyright Colin Coplin 2005 (2023)