Civilization in general

Kind soul do grant me sympathy
this wind blown world lacks empathy

I've faltered here and there I know
with sun-dried tears I watch the snow

the beast we know as humanity
summed up best by thoughts of vanity

withered like an age old flower
my soul descends unto its bower

captivated by thoughts of pain
wandering in the pouring rain

whispering to an empty crowd
I continue with my head bowed