Sad: Forgotten Glory

Whose left? It seems that the world has forgotten.

Those who gave their all, so that we could be proud of our country.

No one thinks of them anymore, they only see problems.

Not the riches, not the glory, merely thinking we have hit rock bottom.

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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