Noise, noise, noise
All I hear is the noise of your
Bickering and complaining for
Not getting your way,
For facing a single roadblock
That does not budge to your privilege.
Loud and obnoxious noise rises
Higher onto the ears of the unwitting
Masses that are the unfortunate victims.
Screams of privilege permeate into
The night, wailing for not getting their way
In a society that requires hard-work.
