Putting The Decay In Decadence Poem by Tyler Chambers

Too often, progression is confused with digression.
Too often, we find ourselves to be content with the ebb and flow of entities that bring unsatisfaction.
One need only test the architecture of a leader to find faults within the supports.
This is an urging, a plea.
The chips have been falling where they may for far too long.
On behalf of this disoriented breed, I appeal the accumulation of our recent backwards motions.
But I fear it will be to no avail.
The wind will carry away the sighs of the ones who tried, in a mocking fashion.
And the beasts will etch into the stones of the earth:

Here lies man; too superior for prosperity.

The criteria for insubordination.
A lesson will be taught, and an era will end.