The Times

Insubordination

I woke to crashing
The shockwaves sent me thrashing
I timidly peered out my window as the quakes shook the floor

What they never panned for
What was considered too big to fail
Started crumbling all around
No one Taking precaution.
Waiting to see what other events were in store

Monopolies. Crashed.
Hierarchy. Toppled.
Standards. Diminished
I couldn't believe the sight that my eyes would not ignore

When I stepped from the threshold,
My feet wandered warily towards the scene.
What they built was withered away,
Bits of rubble and nothing more.

Suddenly it dawned on me
It was no longer the world I knew.
No more rules. No more expectations.
My mind raced with thoughts as extensive as the ocean shore.

Identity.
Morals.
Soul.
The mind.

Before this they were chained,
Constructed by restraints that held them in cages
Treated lesser than vermin
Condemned to an existence without thought from which to pour

Who am I?
What is this?
What will be left?
And why didn't i have these thoughts before.