O These Modern Philistines! (A Sonnet Of Sorts) Poem by DM W

O these modern philistines! They chop down
Trees and pave over gardens. They have no
Sense of beauty. O they are utter clowns!
They merely go with fashionable flows.
Culture for them is trashy T.V shows.
Although it's difficult these days, I try
To avoid these fools whenever I can.
They are like swine in proverbial sties.
Their main aim in life is to get suntanned.
They never read books and don't understand
Anything. unless it's spelled out to them
In bright, bold letters, and yet even then,
They are too distracted to concentrate.
That is why they fill me with so much hate!