The Antiprigoligarchist

Can you get my point and drift? It’s in my free verse and also rhyme. They say ‘Life’s a beach’ I say, “All the time” and there’s a beach for everyone, and all! It accepts incoming the tidal withal. From flotsam floating of every noxious kind, Where you will beside the innocent the toxic find, From grass,to plastic, garbage bags and all, also the rancid sewers dark outfall, And I see the littered beach All covered & disfigured, spit headland and shoaly reach, Then raised up with rampart fey the most humongous tidal wave And it is definitely and gravely shoreward bound, Oh dear Lord, have mercy, I say, For all of those who live nearby, and in the way in Their lowly shed or fancy high-rise buys, Already they suffer to live near this Please avert your catalyst oh!‘No’ says God, its course will run its bounds and goals are set As I set everyone, Too much for me! my eyes I close i just won’t look at scenes (that I suppose) i await the crash! its deafening loud, and I imagine the chaotic screaming crowd, I wait ….. I wait….now look I must! Before cold melts ice and rust becomes dust. And What! before mine eyes a sight, the beach, All pure grains of white, (are seen) against verdant mounds of beryl green The background sheds and townscape now stand serene; The wave was a vision of God’s cleansing hour Wrapt in an instant of unbridled power. For the antiprigoligarchist was sent, And the veil of worldly waste was rent. There also is a literate beach Where the antiprigoligarchist will also reach. As antidote for pedantic bias, attention & thought And scalar vision with true value nought so with devoid headway misused opportunity and selfish sway away! and before the drift becomes a roar, better to Clear such wasted ways from the literary shore.