20th century Greed in the September 11th Epic Poem

As feelings tossed respect was lost
            For things proclaimed as “old;”
With so much haste they left in place
            A single moral code.    
It used to be that sanctity
            Of other folks was king,
Until the law of what you saw
            Allowed you anything.
 
It now was wrong to keep the throng
            From taking what they want.
The rest were told they must not scold
            What others loved to flaunt.
“Just close your trap and stop your flap,
            ‘Cuz no one’s getting hurt!”
But that excuse is just a ruse
            To get beneath the skirt.
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