The Good Days of the Kingdom

Neither hunger nor poverty was the only abundance we experienced once. There were no deaths or diseases. We used to listen to legends and write legends. We used to sow and reap the land, and we would relax in the breath of the valley. We used to watch the fish dance in the clear water of the river. Our children were happy and dreamers. Once it was, that time is long gone. Now we do not sow the soil, we sow the dead, disease is now commonplace. We have long forgotten the legends, we have dried up the rivers and caused a drought. Our children are afraid and worried about the future, the only thing they dream of is to live. We were once beautiful, our kingdom was once promising. Hope is no longer something we remember.