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Wednesday
Nov162011

Rage's Zack de la Rocha's Poem for Occupy Wall Street

Well, of course he's on the side of the OWS people.  Here's his tribute to them.  Now if we could only get the rest of Rage to help him commit this to music...

The beginning spills through city veins 
Into the arteries 
And under powers poison clouds 
We move like the shadows 
Through the alley ways 
Through nightmares bought and sold as dreams 
Through barren factories 
Through boarded schools 
Through rotting fields 
Through the burning doors of the past 
Through imaginations exploding 
To break the curfews in our minds

Our actions awaken dreams of actions multiplied 
A restless fury 
Once buried like burning embers 
Left alone to smolder 
But together stacked under the walls of a dying order 
All sparks are counted 
Calloused hands raised in silence 
Over the bonfire of hope unincorporated 
It's flame restores tomorrows meaning 
Across the graveyards of hollow promises 
As gold dipped vultures pick at what is left of our denial

And the youngest among us 
Stare at us stoned like eyes determined 
And say 
Death for us may come early 
Cause dignity has no price 
At the corner of now and nowhere 
Anywhere 
Everywhere 
Tomorrow is calling 
Tomorrow is calling 
Do not be afraid 

-- Zack de la Rocha

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