The Autmn Society

My view of society with a little twist. Can't decide a Genre.

The Autmn Society:

 

Another soulds dance to scattered endings,

Gathering flame-lit lies,

We try to attain honesty;

But reveal our grief struck cries.

 

Echoed silence of concluded answers,

Crafting of a plot,

What is freedom? What is purpose?

Queries to be forgot...

Author's Note

Ignore grammar issues. Also what do you think?