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Coming Home to Roost on Wallstreet

There are beggars in fields of wild red roses,
savage rooms grow in brick and stone, in driftwood
and the busy street,
I can not point a finger of indictment to the untouchables
in your head.

If no one bears responsibility like a forlorn tusk into the arena of brave politics
who will be left behind?
What would it take to set free the lepers?
Heave the stone from your shoulder and retell the story you tell yourself,
turning away from....
your tears washing four corners
and counting crows.

There is money to be made from the world of misery,
weapons to be bought and sold, schemes to impoverish
and blame those whom you have made the poorer.

Cheap bastards in a monkey suit,
why do you declare this side of the street
is yours alone?

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No apologies.
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but you know, the protests, their courage, commitment, the awareness raising and the false hint of accountability they might engender, can not really touch the fortress of corporate unaccountability. Only revolution can.

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"Let every dirty, lousy tramp arm himself with a revolver or knife on the steps of the palace of the rich and stab or shoot their owners as they come out. Let us kill them without mercy, and let it be a war of extermination and without pity"
Even that wouldn't work unless you got all the shareholders as well.

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I'm a pacifist, so how do I balance my anger with both sides? One moment at a time.

In America, it really started with closing down the hospitals for mental patients, the first flux of street people. Few cried out. Then it was the worker who made a *comfortable* living, and had
a taste of the good life.... so the jobs went overseas for profitability margins, and the workers found little recourse but to either retire or work for less. Middle management suffered losses by the millions in one sweep after another. There was noise, but it wasn't loud enough because there were presidents who saw the big picture of big business worldwide. Next it was the already disenfranchised.... benefit cuts and incentives to go back to work, mothers to leave their children to state-run babysitters and work for barely survivable wages, a little more than *slave labor*. Now that it touches the core of the population, there's a lot of noise, but I'm afraid, the people have *taught* the powers of *corporate government* how to take over
by being silent for too long.

"First they came"........

I don't understand the mentality that has no compassion but toes the profit margins. And I know if any understood the other 99%, there would be a fair crossing political lines, government accountability, and corporate machinery in place to serve all the best of capitalism equally.

That has intrinsic Democratic principles.


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