Analysis of Hate
Sasha Cupples 1978 (Iowa)
You my dear will never make it in my family,
For our blood runs thick with tradition and legacy.
We hold ourselves to a higher standard,
And you, my dear, are simply not up to par.
You see, we come from a long line of success,
Our name carries weight, our reputation is blessed.
We have values and morals that we hold dear,
And you, my dear, simply do not adhere.
Your ways are foreign, your ideas are strange,
You don't fit in, you don't belong in this range.
Our family is tight-knit, we stick together,
And you, my dear, will always be an outsider.
We have expectations, we have standards to meet,
But you, my dear, are not even close to complete.
You lack the grace, the poise, the refinement,
And in our family, that is a true testament.
We take pride in our heritage, our roots run deep,
But you, my dear, are just a mere sheep.
You'll never understand our customs and ways,
For you were not born into our family's maze.
So go ahead and try, but you'll never make it,
In our family, you'll always be unfit.
Our doors are closed, our hearts are shut,
For you, my dear, will never be enough.
So go on, find your own path, your own destiny,
For you my dear, will never make it in my family.
We bid you farewell, with no regret or sorrow,
For in our world, you'll always be just a borrowed.
But know this, my dear, you'll always be a part,
Of a family that rejected you from the start.
But in the end, it's your loss, not ours,
For we will continue to thrive, while you'll be left cowering in scars.
Scheme | AAXX XXBB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIXX AAXX JJXX |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (38%) |
Metre | 1111101101100 11011110100100 11001101010 01111101111 11111011101 1011011001011 11100101111 0111101101 11110101011 11101101011 1010011111010 01111111010 11010111011 111111101101 1101010010 00101001101100 11101010010111 111111011 11001101001 1101101101001 110101111011 01010011101 1011110111 1111110101 111111111100 11111101101100 11111101110 10101111101 1111111101 1010010101101 1001111110 11101011111110001 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,508 |
Words | 327 |
Sentences | 16 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 32 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 142 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 36 |
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Sasha Cupples
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