The trees were filled with birds at song, but that scene didn’t last for long.
As man stretched out his grasping hand, taking over that verdant land.
The rich got richer, the poor more poor. Greed and avarice reached every shore.
Until at last all hope had gone, leaving only bigotry as the soloists song.
Lightning struck, the thunder roared. Birds took flight and away they soared.
Leaving but a barren land, filled with statues that had been made from sand!
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