Hey guys, i'm a first time poster on here. I'd love to get some feedback on my poem, Breaking Through. It's one of the first poems i've written and it would be great to get your opinions, if i've fallen into any traps and ideas on how to develop it. Thanks a lot.
A Brook Brothers button down,
Cold, long, necked beer after beer,
Those who will control the paths of history,
Engulfed by glazed eyed beauties,
Riches hung around their porcelain figures,
Signs of a materialistic world once pined for.
A chance encounter in a far off land,
Awoke unknown desires,
To fall from the concrete giants of society,
Into the depths of a population forgotten,
Stigmatised for lack of ambition and morals,
By a group afraid to step off the tracks.
Across the black veins of society,
Beatniks, Hippies, Vagabonds and hobos,
Bodies thick with smoke and alcohol,
A desire for those like minded people,
To stretch across midnight skies,
In the emptiness of God's given beauty.