Masterclass
for the underclass
I
have learned profoundly truths
about
myself and others
the
entity I have become under such conditions
as
would make a stone carving recoil
I
have seen the relativity of the foil
pitched
against the certainties of the pin
I
have seen the value of human waste
reduced
to the bucket they throw them in
bare
faced sucker punches
straight
theft
the
non-sophistication of the grift
the
lack of creativity or ingenuity
the
non existence of thrift
among
those with the least
but
no shortage of animal cunning
as
rumours abound
and
the misery tap remains running
I
go underground still
where
the fact remains urgent
metaphysics
holds sway
and
those without a GCSE are ridiculed away
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