We were standing around talking about the world
When the oldest of us took a swig and told of how he felt
There were golden times in those years in the world of us
We lived and worked together without much of a fuss
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The villains were defeated in the war with our victory not marred We didn't need more than enough to make our own way To be alive in a sunny place was all that held us in our sway It was really a beautiful and golden era. Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem. 10 for it. Subhas