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Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Poetry@OccupyWallStreet: The Poetry, The Song Lyrics, and the Raw Creativity of the Anti-corporate Movement



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Since Sept. 17,2011, large groups of demonstrators have been protesting against what they perceive to be the overt shameless corporate American greed. They are fed up by the rapaciousness of Wall Street, inattention and ungratefulness of the large banks that received large sums of money under the TARP that bailed them out of economic, financial crises during the early days of the recession only to turn back and hit the same tax payers with bank fees and sorts of money schemes. What is worse is that the bank presidents and higher officials are rewarded for their work with large bonuses ranging in the millions of dollars.

What is Occupy Wall Street all about?

“#OCCUPYWALLSTREET is a people powered movement for democracy that began in America on September 17 with an encampment in the financial district of New York City
Inspired by the Egyptian Tahrir Square uprising and the Spanish acampadas, we vow to end the monied corruption of our democracy.”

Having spent more than 23 days on the pavement of Wall Street, the protesters are organizing themselves to finally deliver a message to the financial world.

Protesters appear to come from all economic groups, religious, ethnic backgrounds. They are organizing themselves in general assemblies. Unable to use a microphone or bullhorns, they form what is called "waves of human microphone" which repeats what the speaker says to the rest of the assembled crowd.

Thus far, the movement has a website, www.occupywallstreet.org. It is seeking donations from volunteers. The donations can be in foods to feed the people who have been sleeping on the streets. Early scuffles with the police have not deterred them. Neither have the changing environmental elements. Just like the protesters of Tahrir Square and the Spanish acampadas, they are willing to brave the elements and police to effect change in the financial life of this country. In other words, they want to stop the monied corruption to repeat their own words.

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Here is a sample of this poetry book:

This poem was written by the author of "...Soaring on Wings Like Eagles..," "Freedom Rides to sweet Magnolia..,"

A Dream Deferred
Debt is slavery!
Its yoke the 99% is ready to break once for all
People not Profits! Down with Corporate Greed!
Remember the Troubled Assets Relief Program (TARP)!
Listen to the voice of the people on the streets
Why have you refused to help us
It is your turn to step up to the plate
Bankers, pay back your debt to the tax payers
And to the millions of families who do not want to be foreclosed on
Homelessness is inhumane
Joblessness can lead to all kinds of vices and temptations
Let us reclaim our voice and ‘hood from Wall Street to Detroit,
From the favelas of Rio de Janeiro and São Paulo to India
These hill-side shantytowns are no better than the ghettos
Of Detroit, Cleveland, and Chicago
The wilderness is reclaiming the land; inhabitants are fleeing the physical degradation
They are making their last stand against economic injustice
The 99% has had enough. Main Street is asking Wall Street to repay its debts
Who is out there to listen to their cry of agony and humiliation?
We are getting on the economic freedom rides
Help us get free from debt, foreclosure. Give hope to our young and educated children
Help us! Help! Help! We are drowning in the filth on the streets!
Won’t you come down from your highrise to witness the misery we are vegetating in?
We are cold and hungry. Do not let the human voice¸ the human microphone disappear

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