poorly romantic ghazal litany

[joel]

I find thee sexist, thou advantaged soul.
I find thee racist, thou advantaged soul.
I find thee classist, new-come bourgeoisie.
Thou art prejudiced, thou advantaged soul.
Thou clingst to basest xenophobias.
Thine ego’s biased, thou advantaged soul.
Thou bringst thy theist faith thine idols own.
Thine error’s highest, thou advantaged soul.
At love thou grimaced; love thou spurned away.
From love thou shyest, thou advantaged soul.
True loves thou spitest for thy false ideals.
True love thou slightest, thou advantaged soul.
Thou lost thy greatest virtue: mercy’s grace.
Thyself thou hatest, thou advantaged soul.