Are we growing up?

Is modern society any more enlightened, any more "grown up" than its predecessors?  I really have nothing more to say here, but I'll blather on anyway.  Three poems in this segment: Larkin's "Church Going," Hughes's "Hawk Roosting," and Heaney's "Digging."  All well written.  Each a commentary on some aspect of modern society and culture, thought Heaney's is also a commentary on the value of poetry and/or literature.  Larkin was writing about the disappearance of religion from society.  I don't think we'll live to see that day, do you?  Hughes seemed to be addressing the self-centeredness of humans, our lovely ability to see the world as revolving around us, here to serve our wants and needs.  Heaney made me the happiest.  He values his work as well as the muddier work of his ancesteors.  He believes in the past and the present, disparaging neither, with a need for both.