Not everyone is lucky, I have got a friend who is now an elderly man ,he is tough and strong but,he still cries when he talks about how his father whipped him with his leather belt . and how his mother was treated so badly..
Countries are made up of families of some form or another, countries make up the world. They seem to need the same things to be happy, families and countries. The adults need to have something to do, some job, enough food to put on the table ,the old people need to be able to spend their days with dignity and feeling cared for, the little ones need to be shown how to behave When things go wrong, dialogue is needed, someone needs to listen and see what can be done peacefully to put things right.
In a family these things need to be done with love. In a country also, love for the common good, and love for the whole world. We are all in it together. Governments and politicians need to find out what will make their countries happy, listen to the people, the same way a family must listen to each other. Like my Nana, reasonable and kind not like my friend's dad , with his leather belt.
Here is a poem by William Cowper 81731-1800) which tells us that most of our happiness comes from a happy home ,or country.
Domestic happiness, thou only bliss
Of Paradise, that hast survived the fall1
Thou art the nurse of Virtue, in thine arms
She smiles, appearing, as in truth she is,
Heaven born, and destined to the skies again,
Thou art not known where pleasure is adored,
For thou art meek and constant, hating change,
And finding in the calm of truth-tried love
Joys that her stormy raptures never yield.