The confusion of priviledge

 The bars themselves pushed into the past by the easterly wind
The clothes and smirks and giggles of excitement
The meaningful tone in frivilous conversation
comparing their fancy realities as the sun beat down

Those stalls were serving franchise brand food
Official smiles inked up and stamped
by the discerning consumer´
whom in this case were the early adults in the fry pan of the millenium

Their window into the outside world had just enough room
For puppet strings and recordings to copy ad verbatum
Discrimination was the recluse and steadily observed from afar
As every manner of adult child showed their vices through their skin

Popular places and well known people could bring you acclaim
Showing the exclusive path that millions couldn´t tread
For they learned to walk too close to the brick and mortar
yet to be stacked and paved extending the shanty