Some Time Ago . . .

In a time when War bred pure malevolence and sheer cunning In a time when women were just adornment of fruitful raison d etre When pillaging and plunder ruled spaces humanity filled yonder When nature's heart was adept to solitary bliss thereunder When waterfalls thundered overhead in colossal wonder In a time when deep dark days were few And powerplay hurt just animals a few In a time wherein women bare kith and kin And talking seemed out of the question That is the talk of times gone by Which wandered by and fairly flew by