As You Peasant About

They're laughing at you, promising intangibles

as you peasant about, scolding fellow 

citizens in a democracy for calling politicians

on their obvious lies as they dine out on

your crumbs, depriving you

of a meal, backdropped by their own abundant

cupboards--because it feels good for them to

play you, even if and when you die of this

trickledown desperation, a deliberate drip to

keep the peasants bustling on their behalf. 

That's why they laugh so much. 

They're not joyous; they just enjoy this.