fauxcroft

There were no wars

And their society,

Cherished and tilled the land

With care and reverence,

Putting back as much

As they took out,

So good and resources

We theirs in abundance,

But others if warlike mentality

Came like a storm,

Rolling over the horizon

And they knew their ways

Were soon to end,

Because of brutal, ignorant

Violent minded beasts.