Days are far gone
When kids long for the fathers warmth
Mothers; their child's love
They've been far gone
Days when we await the mighty chariots
Wheel pickin' hurricanes across the land
Gone were such days
When justice chants were evident
And love the concatenatin' chain
Gone - were - them
Days when stones subs food
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