Under the Rubble of Society

Who's screwing who and who's drinking what,
This is how they live.
The rest, they fight for their place in this inferno,
They fight to become something more.
Pot leaves and bar fights,
It clouds their sights,
Society's newest past times.
The others, they're forced to watch it burn,
Differing from the new norm.
Under the rubble of society is hope,
Smoldered by the scandal,
But through it all, the strong ones, they fight,
They struggle for their survival.
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Random poem. :D