A Fable

Lost Riches It is so much time ago now that few remember it the small coastal country that lived on fish and sheep meat many also kept pork, chicken and cows no one was poor nor were they rich except for the king. Then gold was found on a mountainside a little bit of gold the mountain behind its grey facade was pure gold and the population jubilant and they bought big horses from foreign lands. A horse for every man the slogan went. Feeling good and mighty they fought battles in places that had nothing to do with them they just liked flexing muscles gold became blood stained lost its lustre and a hard time came the people had to go fishing again and milk cows. It was a country now where no one was rich or poor but living in peace just ordinary citizens skating in the town`s park dam when winter was cold and greed was a thing of the past, a small country that welcomed victims of war.