Acrostic poem for socialism

Seize the time, ah let me not take anything,

of which I know nothing,

caressing each stanza, born of spring,

i am now clear as if dying.

A day in which he was sleeping,

large enough to avoid losing,

i am unable to sit down and start thinking,

she goes everywhere hawking.

Tears saying.

Explanation:

either b) they were often feared and despised by other native cultures. or

c) their obsession allowed them to coexist with many other native cultures because of their peaceful nature.