Where once we gathered

Where once we gathered by a fire

With babes in arms to admire

Where once we were held by the wise

Bonded by familiar ties

All ages together, young to old

Watching life cycles unfold

Simpler in some ways, it may have been

With different dangers to glean

The world was smaller, not even round

All we needed could be found,

Perhaps we were more superstitious

Life may have been quite repetitious

Once, long ago, women were not oppressed,

But society has ‘progressed’

Now we gather in segregations

Even in our celebrations

More educated than ever before

But knowledge lost of our very core

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