Modern Society

Our modern society
Is of an increasingly
Decadent variety,
No formal propriety,
Growing anxiety,
A lack of sobriety
And no stability,
An outer glossy shell,
A turbulent inner hell,
Polished - externally,
Demolished - internally,
Behind a smiling face,
A lack of love and grace.

If there be gods,
They would say - yes,
Humanity is one holy mess!

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz