Humans failure

Stay strong it says while the notes sound from the strings.
It tells a melody of hope, a melody of happy times.
But also there is this deepness, telling from ancient times. A land full of wonder and miracles with clear springs and green grass, a long forgotten place and only the memory is left.
I can look up in the sky but I won't find a single bird. I can look at the ground but no flower will bloom. Infront of me is just a fallow land and the remains of humans failure.
It's quiet and a teared up flag flutters in the wind. How often have i seen what you can't describe with words.
I am and were always here, how long do i have to stay more?...