Are you serious?
Oh...you are! Abecedarian.
are you serious?
blimey, you are
can't make this up
deceptive and manipulative
enabling malnutrition and suffering
ferociously elitist
grotesquely classist
how do you sleep at night?
in luxury, of course
just, don't think too hard
kids whose mum's can't eat and heat their home
life's a bed of nails, for them
money's tight, for them
not their fault, system rotten
opulence all around you
privilege and opportunity
quit suggesting you care
reality has set on us all
society crumbling
traditional values
underminded and undervalued
venison tonight?
wash it down with bubbly?
xyster to our bones
you scourge us at your
zenith
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Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: Another entry into the Abecedarian challenge, which you can find out more about below:
It's not a happy one, granted. I aint apologising for that.
Here are a few more, including a quite positive one:
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Paul Stewart
Scottish-Italian poet/writer from Glasgow.
Overflowing in English language torture and word abuse.
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Comments (15)
“How do you sleep at night?..In Luxury of course!” 🙂👏👏 A nice abecedarian entry!
Awesome abecedarian, my friend! You're raw and genius as always. I had to look up "xyster"! ☺️
I quite like venison 🤔 Haven't had it in years though!
Lol you should have seen my face when I looked up "xyster." 😮 "xyster to our bones you scourge us at your zenith" --That is absolutely scathing!! This is a great one, pal. Every line is like a razor blade. I can feel the wrath, the righteous anger. It's harness with perfect clarity. Can't say I've ever written an angry or severe poem like this; I imagine you have to be particularly emotional (in a good way) to achieve such a pinpointed message as you have done here. Smashing work! This is an abecedarian that I will use as reference for mine. Why? Because the line breaks are so effortless. I want mine to have that feeling too, not a shoehorned air about it, like I feel it would have. Bravo! Now I'm curious what liars you had in mind... (I read some comments before leaving mine, lol)
"ferociously elitist grotesquely classist" I loved these two lines the most! And oooo, xyster, never heard of that word before! It's like oyster but with an X! Also, I may be wrong, but for V, did you mean venison? You did a brilliant job with this Abecedarian! I loved it!
Technically, what it feels like to have a conversation with a liar.
Oh yeah! Tell 'em, Buddy!
Quite the enjoyable flow-of-consciousness tirade, lol!
I love this so much, very powerful.
Wow!! Excellent right to its finish... "xyster to our bones you scourge us at your zenith" (had to google xyster!)... learnt a few new things today and it's not even 7:30 am!
Boom! Have that! I was waiting for this to drop and here it is in all its damning glory.
I didn’t even realize that this was an abecedarian poem at first. It’s bitter but on point and well done. It reminds me of when Jeff Bezos bragged that he had more money than he knew what to do with—and yet he won’t do anything good with it. You’ve just made me angry about it all over again, so I guess your job is done.
2 for 2, pal! Another contender, with some attitude, like my first. I did a second one, too, only gentler.
This is powerful. I'm struggling with my first ABC poem.
I mean, say what's on your mind Paul... You said it well, nicely done.