The underbelly

The underbelly of society aint so pretty
Life for them is really shitty,
Low income that rents don't reflect
Their kids look dishevelled but not from neglect.
Coz love is love, keeps them alive
Frustrstion though creates a divide.
Its tough on the front line, they say of war
'Specially, when you dont know what it's for
But its a pay-packet sent back to their wives,
Makeing war, the thing that pays for their lives.
Some of the middle class just call them slobs
Dismiss it by saying theres plenty of jobs,
But they dont need to scratch, or even to look
They dont have to wonder about what to cook.
Technology advances, despite social divide
The poor stay poor. While the tax dodgers hide
Hideing their gains in a tax-haven state
This then is society as it is at this date.