The Magical Land

There is country that is far away In time and space no more than shadow play; A land designed to elevate the soul More lofty than a soaring oriole. A place that helps to make my spirit sigh And soar as light as any dragonfly, Respecting each the rights of every other Where every man to me is my blood brother. I lived there in miasma quite opaque Within a dream I dreamt while still awake. A land that’s still as far away in heart As this which very soon I must depart Although they seem so very far away Neighbours are a cynic’s sobriquet For people who are simply non-aligned With nothing but contempt for all mankind. Within the real world all is selfish interest But not so far away in truth this is the best. True patriots there are who here assemble Be warned you tyrants that you stand and tremble.

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