Long Underclass Poems

(based on Aldous Huxley's book "Brave New World")

Human hatchery

Clink clink clink clink...
Test tubes prattling past
along the chrome plated production line.
Glistening under fake fluorescence
humming in harmony
with the magnetic motors
of conveyors, centrifuges and camshafts.
Biological blobs of gamete...

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Dear Siblings Three,

I was reading a story
in which some siblings became estranged
after their parents died,
while others moved toward greater solidarity.

This is a variation on a diaspora story.
But, here growing physical distance
is seen more as a...

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Mitchell: Good sirs, my word was fair. No discrepancy stains the pages of my ledger. The fifth tier is a sub-basement beneath the cellar floor of the temple’s vestibule. Any woman who is not tagged...

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Subtitled: A Quiz Sic Hull Emotionally Test Ting Senior Event
 
Valedictorian treads across makeshift platform 
   i.e. most likely auditorium stage
marked by pronounced hushed audience, 
   who exude a collective sigh...

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enjoy the reed
now displayed as a satisfactory deed.
*          *          *       ...

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Lost in New York 

Brechtian  
city of Mahogonny
within the city of jungles
we make our way

The gilded city of Gotham 
Sketched forests of the mind 
Find solace under subterranean 
Metal cells of human life 

Thundering...

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As you flee behind you hear
Your hate filled screaming foes
Pillaging and burning
Their tutored hatred beyond reason
For no reason
Loudspeakers hastily erected amongst the rubble
Play a dirge of victory
As they hold a pyrrhic parade

As you flee to...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as a stand alone element 
in the aesthetic revolution we are now not witnessing


Happily Married 

An anthropological graphic novel fantasy shot against a contrasty mono tint, color highlighted, claustrophobic backdrop of...

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The working Class Woe (nihilism)

If I were a working class boy living today in a big city,  with little interest in academic studies, 
I would have found little and no opportunities for work. For...

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All avenues are amphibious arenas
Bubbles belch-burst, bitter Bacchanalian bombs
Clouds' cast-iron crescendo creates cold cantankerous caricatures
Drenched - darkness descending, daylight dying, disappearing duskwards
Every eye echoing every eye, emotional evidence enveloped
Fake furs, fashionable fools, firm friends fleeing...

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To compensate for (A -Z)
     ineradicable alphanumeric
     character flaws (i.e. mutations
     of body or mind,)

     and avoid amass
sing wracking...

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Flightless Birds Trapped In A Gilded Cage.
.
Fledgling innocents incarcerated in a gilded ornate cage
Budding pretty flowers 
Within the blossoming of youth
Of tender sensitive age
. 
Born into an imperial dynasty
By destiny and decree 
A view from...

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...Okay, but what about those guys
who claim that they’re ‘being replaced,’
powerful men targeting them,
disparaging them for their race,
claiming the state wants poor peasants
easy to control and to buy,
people they find amendable,
who will not bristle or...

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The club recruits fresh people—in session plenary.
Of wealth, generosity, enthusiasm, and education.
Sang a Peppa Pig song when we looted the—treasury.
Bullingdon boys with elegant looks joined—damnation. 

They still swag public funds with no hesitation.
Of their country,...

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Grenfell tower 
ruptures the horizon, 
London's skyline is scarred
like a blackened diplodocus 
or a charred monument
for a laconic London bridge 
still burning

But look, 
linen wraps its iron-bones
mumifying the city's underclass-
an icon for future generations 

oppressively,...

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All white Westerners and Western ideas are inherently evil
Indigenous peoples are all naturally kind and good 24/7
White Western governments are all systemically racist

It is biologically impossible for a black person to be racist
Only whites murder...

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She wears curtains in her eyes
Uses them like a surgical knife
Draws them closed each day
To cut and blank out her daily life
And she slides in the needle
That helps her to find
The matching opacity
Of her tortured...

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We became us, me and Pascal
Perhaps slightly out with my rationale
But I was 18, prone to cause a fuss
Me and Pascal, we became us

Difficult goth girl, RPG devotee 
Liked the same rock club you see
It...

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Take elsewhere on your tongue
Ponder seldom being wrong
Slip away where near is rare
Battle lions in their lair
Educate the underclass
Run fingers over broken glass
Tell time again and again 
Drink then drown in summer rain
Fathom mysteries taking...

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The floral crepe falling like snow
In the still humid heat of Atlanta 
Distant chirps of new born flight 
Interrupt the cloudless sky
I am surrounded by the slow morn crawl
Uncharted steps of the sleepy eye
A change...

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I shall declare my presence, don't trample on me or scrub me out no more, I exist.*

Graffiti Poetry Contest

Edit added after judging to add clarity 
*Voice of the underclass à la 1980s inner city graffiti,...

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