Remember The Old Days
Remember the old days,
When we could achieve anything,
Overcome impossible odds,
And fight against any injustice,
How long ago now.
Time has weakened us as fate played out,
Heroic hearts still beating just,
As strength grows weaker by the day,
But still that fiery spirit running in my veins,
All men have to yield to time and fate.
By Christopher Tye
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