all your rockets graced the sky
and corks from your champagne
littered the fields of refugees  
the bands played all the hits
while models paraded in silks
money poured out of machines
but you were lucky if you got some
while kings ransoms were waged on horses
children begged for morsels
Poets wrote of love and war
and generals marched their forces
up and down lines on a map
and people soaked in T.V
hardly critical of its content
Welcome to the 21st century
flags and banners faded into history