Heaven on Earth

The peaceful child has come of age
And sits upon the throne,
And nowhere does a war still rage,
And no one feels alone.

The price of food is zero pence,
And each one eats their fill,
And there’s no barricade or fence,
And no one thinks to kill.

The landscapes that were laid to waste
Are scenes of utmost bliss,
And every sight, sound, smell and taste
Is evidence of this.

It’s not the times we’re living in;
What’s now is how it’s always been.

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