peasant

there’s a new peasant in town.
packs wandering
the locals are scared
silly.

their windows
now shards shattered
and their hearts hardened to their
newest creation.

oh, the woes that we fought for
to survive for
and to amass our creative juices
to bring forth the latest rodent.

oh, the lights that flickered
and the pages turned repeatedly
in endurance, only to cause a darkened
generation.

there’s a new peasant in town.
this one blisters many an iris
with fanciful appendages and apparatus
dazzling in the spotlight.

an empire of empty expectations
focused inward actions
amendments made to the most macro
level of local.

slaves, really
to the new imperialisms.
the first generation of boundary-less
serfs.

trouble is, the
historians hate this categorization.
distrusting of the downplaying
of past mistakes.

yet, there’s a new peasant in town.
with more freedoms and liberties and
suppositious achievements
we’re simple pawns, comrades.