Get Set For An Alphabet of Regret

A is for an arsehole acting out an aggravated assault,

See the bloody remnants of a painful and nasty result,

Made real the moment harmony came to an instant halt.

B is for the brain brutalising burden,

Among the liars it’s hard to be certain,

Darkness before you open your curtains.

C is for a cruel cowardly conniving cunt,

Secretly conspiring on their worthless hunt,

The first to hide when the going gets tough.

D is for a dumb deluded detrimental desire,

The decision making ceasing the ceasefires,

Manifesting situations alarming and most dire.

E is for eggheaded embarrassing eliminators of ease,
Forcing us to slave when life could be an actual breeze,

We play our part as they frolic in a nightmare of greed.

F is for all the filthy fucked up failures,

It’s a mistake whenever contact occurs,

Upon arrival good judgement is blurred.

G is for a great golden gallery,

Art for those only on a fat salary,

Pointless if you lack the money.

H is for the children held captive in horrible haunted homes,

Where those meant to respect your body won’t leave it alone,

They keep revealing horrors that you never need to be shown.

I is for accepting an imbecilic irrelevant illusion,

The loco hoax designed to spread much confusion,

A mechanism dropping you into a trap of delusion.

J is for jousting with gibberish jargon,

What do you mean, I beg your pardon?

F**k this, I’m going back to the garden.

K is for killing a person who begged for mercy on their knees with a kitchen knife,

Did you believe all along that it was your destiny to sacrifice someone else’s life?

It’s sad knowing you could have moved yourself far away from this kind of strife.

L is for losing sight and letting go of the truest eternal love,

Forfeiting it the second you agree it only exists far above,

Reach out to nature because her open arms fit like a glove.

M is for a murderous menace I call Mister Money,

As rotten as corruption yet prized like rare honey,

The fire burning him is the one ending all poverty.

N is for those neglectful nuisances with no display of a nurturing nature,

Adults who abuse and abandon the youth, please recognise why I hate ya,

If I catch you hurting kids get ready to wish yourself a last see you later.

O is for the outdated opposing factions with a view caught on oppression,

It doesn’t matter who you serve, no side has yet learnt the valuable lesson,

The one that makes you realise inequality is the greatest cause of depression.

P is for pathetic paedophiles I plan to plough over,

Line ‘em all up and smash ‘em with the land rover,

Their remains fertilise the luckiest strand of clover.

Q is for quirky new questions directed at a quite unnecessary queen,

How much cash have you made from posing in all of these magazines?

Is your tree more deserving than the rest of these struggling families?

R is for a reckless reaction you'll certainly regret,

Be smart about it, you don’t want to go and do that,

It doesn’t even matter if you made some foolish bet.

S is for sympathy that shouldn’t have ever been shown,

Repetitive forgiveness means the lessons pass unknown,

The pure and fair have a right to share a frustrated tone.

T is for the tragic tormentors who traumatise and torture their way to the top,

Chasing greed motivated power as they disregard who else’s heads get chopped,

They ruined just enough to ensure all their selfish ways will be brought to a stop.

U is for the ugliness that can be allowed to crawl underneath your skin,

What you choose to do in life will dictate whether it’s able to slither in,

Fate fades with accountability, you can accept you create your own sin.

V is for the vindication of a violence most vile,

I can’t allow you to harm another innocent child,

Rule over your being in a more calm natured style.

W is for wasting time waiting around in a world most woeful,

Suicide is for the weak and I’ve sunk enough brews at the local,

The first step to fixing this mess is by starting to get more vocal.

X is for extravagance to the extreme,

Living a kind of lifestyle no one needs,

It starves others, I see them going lean.

Y is for all the yucky things that you have ever yearned for,

If your urges truly stink, than go and chase something more,

Map out the journey that leads to unlocking a peaceful door.

Z is for the zipper that shut us inside this zoo before entering Zion,

I felt a new way of life opening as the dog transformed into a lion,

When the cat reverted I knew the wolves still needed more revivin’.