Knee Deep In Scandal

Sewer cruisers.
Night and day.
From dawn until twilight.
Unseen.
Secretly beneath,
The hustle and bustle.
Of crowded urban and suburban streets.
There they are on a mission to remain.
Not that far below,
The scrutinizing eyes profiling.
Prioritizing easily passers-by.
Discriminating as a way of life.
With a consciousness without insight.
Or not to notice this done,
From birth.
They can not hide what has been,
A way of life normalized.

Scanning easily on the surface.
An acceptance of division.
An acceptance attempted to deny or hide.
Unaware of a mindset,
Beneath them...
Trick. Deceive and feast on lies.
Knee deep in scandal.
Vandals.
Mentally disconnected.
Sick and twisted.
Wicked yet picked as leaders with vision.
Sewer cruisers loving every bit,
Of their misfit menacing endeavors.
Brilliantly clever.
Brilliantly evil.
Brilliantly persuasive.
And successfully supported.
Endorsed by followers.
Craving more of madness.
These days made craze.
With no remedy to cure,
The outrage of all.
Nearing close to fall.
Eventually
To bottom out!