Disgust Poem by DM W

As I look around this wanton world of today,
I see everything that I once believed in fade.
All I feel is a deep seated sense of disgust.
What's happened to ethics? What has happened to trust?
O why are the righteous prophets hidden from view?
What has happened to me? What has happened to you?
The dark agents still proliferate in the West.
For them it's dog eat dog; survival of the fittest.
O I've watched them crush all the creative flowers,
And I know they'll continue to cling to power.