When did the global depression
  begin

When did the leaves start to
  wither and fall

When did the answers start questioning
  themselves

When did the love vanish that springtime
  recalls

Now, every method begets nothing
  but madness

Now, the rotten pudding harbors proof
  deep within

Now, every deal is dealt straight
  from the bottom

Now, disowned and orphaned
   —the truth cowers in sin

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)