To A Forsaken Glory

Look around, what do you see?
A forlorn glory reduced to lore and stories;
An East and West stained in Red, A North and South with power hungry Mouths;
A Center that is writhing in Its Painful Past;
A Crown that reflects Inhumanity Aghast;
But we do look ahead, towards Prosperity and Peace so serene;
Because there is a promise, a hope, somewhere in the Saffron, White, and Green.....