My Country (poem)

In my country
there is sorrow
pain runs through plains
 in burials
ancestors lay

In my country
hope is less
our children
lose values
because they sleep

In my country
illusions die
writers and artists
are set aside

In my country
peace fades away
with little or no values
laws set the way

This my country today
mourning for yesterday to return
when all had meaning
respect for others reigned

I cry the tears today
the desire for my country
to obtain its lost.
AuthorLyndaFerrerRR/2014