An ancient poem expressing collapse

Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Every time I read this sentence, I am so depressed that I am about to collapse. The country will die, and a group of ignorant people are still singing and dancing, singing the song of national subjugation. Why not make people collapse?

The questioner may mean to find poems to describe the state of imminent collapse, so he can use some poems flexibly: for example, I want to "a silver vase broke abruptly with a stream of water", or I am now "a dark cloud is overwhelming the city and I want to destroy it".