My poetry of dismay

when truth is ridiculed, when humble beginnings are forgotten
when greed and power knows no limits,when intellects are chastised
by the feverish bearers of dogmatics,then know that the the decaying
of the societal fabric is upon us. Then what will be left to hide
it's shame? What will be left to ponder what used to be beautiful

"...I'm usually positive and upbeat about the world, but these are trends of our society that
really disturbs me so I write!"