The words flow
releasing an uninterrupted deadly tirade
strike a blow.
The forceful blow
is baseless and unrealistic deride
arrests the flow.
The unmindful flow
turns into shameless distinct ride
Stinking rich is an idiom different.
An epithet that makes one wonder.
A phrase that resembles an oxymoron.
Altogether a coinage that rings curiosity.
Yes, the phrase smells wrong
Getting into the formation reveals many more.
Rich are termed as dirty with derision.
They are condemned as rotten with hate.
They are shunned as filthy with scorn.
Yes, the terminology sounds right.
The super rich is a euphemism many vouchsafe.
They have bought out their economy analysts deliver
They could afford their own exosphere of luxury stores.
Could not they afford tropospherical taxes?
Yes, it appears weird to witness this breakaway.
It is their hard earning a voice calls.
It is certainly so we nod.
It is not envy or greed that underlines.
It is the thought of society that urges.
Yes, it is a feeling that brings a nostalgia.
Courtesy is a rarity nowadays.
It is non-existent nowadays.
Children walk away nowadays.
Teachers cross them nowadays.
There is no greet or wish nowadays.
The boss alights nowadays.
The staff go past him nowadays .
There is no salutation nowadays.
The seniors go unnoticed nowadays.
The juniors never look up at them nowadays.
There is no admission nowadays.
Conventions are held nowadays.
They are fully packed nowadays.
But there is no recognition nowadays.
Familiarity is a bane nowadays.
It evolves contempt nowadays.
Strangers lose their way nowadays.
They are shunned by most nowadays.
Entertainment has become gaudy nowadays
It is no longer a pleasure nowadays.
It has become a provocation nowadays.
Clients are not important nowadays.
But their money is essential nowadays.
Professionals lack etiquette nowadays.
Ethics are not found nowadays.
Greed prevails over all nowadays.
Derision takes the forefront nowadays.
The settlement proposal lay bare.
He was about to tear.
It had nothing to share.
It was all in all a flare.
He was shaking and fuming.
He angrily threw everything.
His exasperation was killing.
The situation was totally inundating.
The cream of his inheritance had been swindled.
He was left with little to rekindle.
He did not allow its value to dwindle.
So his siblings wanted to meddle.
They came up with a compromise.
It was an edict to legalize.
It was a ploy to legitimize.
It contained nothing to epitomize.
No wonder, he shook with indignation.
Their deceit was indeed an abomination.
Their desire was truly a profanation.
His ordeal provokes compassion.
He grew tall in stature.
His siblings professed no feature.
He called them faceless creatures.
Well, they have no standing in nomenclature.
There was a bang next door.
Other things flew out of the door.
Certain others flew in a soar.
Every other thing was in fours.
The shrieks ranted the air.
The shouts lay everything bare.
There was nothing to share.
There was no one to care.
It was a terrible blare.
“It is you ,you”, accused a voice in anger
“Not me, me,”sobbed the other in a whisper.
The dialogue was converted into a slander.
The exchange was disgracefully vulgar.
The incident did not propose a healthy augur.
The storm died down with an intermittent intervention.
The intrusion became a hapless, weak contravention.
The go back would be a shameful digression.
A physical abjure would have been a better proposition.
Alas! the wordy abuse was an incisive demonstration.
It was a harsh rub,
A brush on the wrong side,
A bruise to the heart,
A hurt to the ego,
Killing to the core quoth she.
It was a rough trial,
An attempt to deface,
A conspiracy to efface,
A bash on the face,
Well,it is their nature,
Made of such stuff abrasive,
Ever ready to be incisive,
Always intending to be reprehensive,
Assaulting to the depth,said I
It is an affectation very likely,
Presenting a broad smile outward,
It is fever and fret inward,
Casting a distraught onward,
Directing an onslaught absolute,said I.
Well it is their way of doing,
Beat them with a wordy sway,
Slash them back as you may,
Retort and rebuff at a bay,
Shrug them off with repulsive strain,said I
Born out of a wedlock prime,
The mother stern and sincere,
The father wise and revered,
You a child of meritorious steer,
March ahead ignoring their lowly deride,said I