Societas in angustiis temporum

Disturbed

Distressed

Completely disgusted

Societal collapse

Changing of the old guard

Erosion of sycophancy

Yes men cometh and die

Feelings over facts

Perception over reality

Death argues with no one

The poet archives life

To the rhythmic beats of the soft parade

Hopeless faces in the fog

The gods have abandoned society

Leaving us disgusted

Distressed

And utterly disturbed