magic begins to rule the day.
We are not free:
if we are now fighting the fray,
our children are not safe to play
by park or sea,
no one can be happy or gay;
when soldier-cops do as they may,
we seek to flee.
Protection spells to stay away
the hunt, by predator, of prey;
"Please let us be,"
to the Goddess we must all pray
whenever monsters come to play.
Bend not the knee
to those who would be bloody, slay
all who can or do not obey;
learn how to see
thousands of shades of brown and gray.
All of us have feet of clay;
we are all wee.
To survive the tyrant's broad sway,
everyone must have their say;
kindness is key.
You will learn the price you must pay;
magic begins to rule the day.
Meet 'neath a tree
and seek always war to delay,
the loss of innocent lives, stay;
end killing's spree.
On our own paths let us all stray;
no one ought to serve as a stay
nor enslave thee.
Guard the gate and ward well the way:
amulet, talisman, and nay
to show cruelty.
Magic begins to rule the day
whenever monsters come to play.
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