Happy Birthday Occupy. You’ve changed me. Now, let’s change our country.
If we kidnapped
THEIR children
They would find us
If we put guns
In the hands of those young
They would tag them
“Child soldiers”
But here
We prefer to leave them
Clinically depressed
And decorate them in marine
There is a name
For people who will take
The very bread
Off of our dinner table
And put it in their pocket
They are toast
Like champagne flutes
Are the new silvers spoon
Like what they will be
When the revolutions
And the riots
Catch up with them
Tomorrow morning
When humanity
Has the munchies
And eats presidential candidates
For breakfast
When their war chest
Can fill the holes
In our country’s
Debt, deficit & addiction
But.
They’d rather
Raise money
To argue about it
Than raise sleeves
To fix it
Politicians are NOT people too, Mitt
LOOK AT YOU!
And they’re not Jesus either, Barrack
If you remember
He ran the moneychangers out of the temple
Not into his cabinet
If you remember
He was Guantanamo’s blueprint
He was no popularity contestant
He had no friend in the Pharaoh, Pharisees or FED
He told them
Where they could shove
Their opinion poll
And they hung him from it
Back in the day
When Romans used to lynch Jews
With perpendicular sticks
And you remember
They make sure you do
Cause from the dome of the United States Capitol
To the Pantheon bars of the White House
Boy,
They gon’ make sure that you know
Where Black people are supposed to live
Corinthian columns
At the halls of Congress
With no reparations
Or apologies
Depicting corn cobs
To symbolize
Our stolen bounty
Tobacco leaves
To symbolize
Our stolen “Help”
Our stolen wealth
If you remember
He did not run for office
He ran for his life
What ever happened?
To public servants
Instead of self-serving
When did it stop
Being about “We the People”
And start
Being about winning
When did the Catholic’s
Social doctrine
And the athiest’s
Social justice
Both translate to
“Go to Hell”?
Why do we wait for them?
For education
And elections
And then wonder
Wh we won’t teach us
To elect ourselves
What if
Every lawn’s
Campaign sign
Read “Peace”
What if
On November 6th
We’d agree
To agree
What if
I were to say
I’ll only believe
In a government
That believes
In me
What if the citizens
Were really united
And each one of us
Decided
That I’d vote for me.
-For Rasheed and for Occupy
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