How well did they sleep last night?

I had a good night's sleep last night. I was just reading in bed and the lights went out. Mine, not the bedroom's. But it was good, and it was a long time coming. I woke up to the sound of the cat scratching at my door. Well, it was the cat scratching at my door. 

But in my head, it sounded like scratching of the least pleasant kind. It was the sound of little children and poor people scratching for food for the day, if they could last another day. I pray they would, because their hopes are bountiful yet. 

Will the robber barons of today please stand up, step in line, and prepare to be shot.