A sailor moon poem; it's bad I know but I need a break from X-men. Please r&r and be nice please! I'm writing this late at night and I need some sugar.

HOW WE GO ON

Once a thousand years ago

We knew the meaning of peace

It was a time of happiness

A time of love and joy

It was a time

So long ago

When we were who we wished to be

So now we seek to find it again

The Silver Millennium

Long gone

But now we are in chaos

And we've no way to escape

And yet we have the Scouts

Who protect us night and day

They stand for love and justice

They face death and worse

Their friend ship upholds them

As well as the future they were promised

And though they face terrifying monsters

Though they often nearly fail

They must have found their strength

In the leader they hold dear

And though each day we all face death

The prospect of our doom

We keep on because in all of us

There is a bit of Sailor Moon