Schadenfreude

There are more good poor than are good rich: fact.
It must keep aristocrats up nights; wracked.

We seem poised for one last revolution.
Who will survive to see its conclusion?

That it is coming, feels a foregone thing.
Revolution, now, is bearing truth’s ring.

Yet, surely, revelation is better?
From this division, might we unfetter?

Can’t we realize we made gods & money?
Dying for falsehoods?…So sick it’s funny.