I wonder what our land was like
Two thousand years ago
When the moon showered on us peaceful sleep
And the sun filled us with hope.
When love as pure as nectar
A beautiful seed had borne
And laughter filled hearts to the brim
Where pain was a thing of lore.
When humans didn't fight their kin
Over things apart from deeds
Where hearts understood another's sorrow
Instead of making them bleed.
When we felt a sense of one-ness
In every place we’d go
I wonder why hearts aren't the same
As they were two thousand years ago.
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