Friday, October 14, 2011

A New Poem on Occupy Wall Street by Drew Dellinger

Occupy Wall Street
by Drew Dellinger


We need global
citizens for some sit-ins
again.
I say we all meet
on Wall Street
and lock down--
lock the whole block down!



I take exception to the rule
of the greedy and the cruel.

This fall, school’s in session
and the lesson is Wall Street.
It’s time for action
and your name’s on the call sheet.
It’s time we all meet
and name what it is:
the game has been rigged
to enrich corporate
business interests that sent this economy spinning.
Charlie Sheen is not the only clueless dude that thinks he’s winning.

See, the one percent done spent all the rent.
And now the rent’s due, so we’re coming to a tent near you.

We’re the like-minded ninety-nine percent
standing up to corruption with loving dissent.

We stand for justice,
and the future,
and all of humanity.
Embracing all people.
Yes, even Sean Hannity.

The message is simple:
greed, injustice, and eco-destruction have to go.
Pay attention corporate media. We’ll try to say it slow.

It’s time to
rock the nation,
rock this occupation.

It’s time for people to peacefully fight back.
Tell Congress and the media we’re taking the mic back.

Tell the jaded it’s that long-awaited revolution.
Put away the pepper spray and re-read the Constitution.
These cops are paid to go crazy, yo.
But we’re peaceful.
Don’t tase me, bro.

We came to incite insight,
unite and discuss this.
We came to hang, and to bang the drums of justice.

Let’s occupy
with our love and our light.

Let’s occupy
the earth and the sky,
and live with all beings
as a planet-wide tribe.

Occupy the divine mind residing inside.

See, I’m the type writer
that’s known to light fires
and prone to inspire
the moment’s own higher desire.

‘Cause history knows it’s the time
for resisting the team at the scene of the crime.

Tell your friends I’ll meet ‘em there at Freedom Square.
They can’t stop us, from Seattle to Chiapas.
It’s our mission to envision
what comes after the catastrophe.
How do we move past
the capitalist disaster?

Our communities need us.
We are all leaders.

How could we ask for anything less than the future?


--Drew Dellinger

Monday, October 10, 2011

LupeFiasco.com (Lupe Fiasco) Sent 50 Tents to OccupyWallStreet and Wrote Poem

Poem by Lupe Fiasco:

Hey Moneyman by Lupe Fiasco

Hey Moneyman the crowd is outside. The past, the future and the now is outside. The teachers and cooks and the drop-outs too. Word on the street is they looking for you…

Hey Moneyman they saying whats the score? And how much blood have you spilled on the butcher shop floor? Those numbers keep running but what they running into? The crowd is outside and they asking of you…

Hey Moneyman Moneyman the mayors' on the phone. He says he wants to know if all those people went home. Those momma's and poppa's and students and cooks. Those teachers and preachers, one second I'll look…

Hey Moneyman Moneyman the tents are still up, the songs are still singing and the coffee's in cups. The nights due to fall and the sun's going down but its still a whole mess of good folks hanging round...

They eyes are wide and their voices are loud. Its white and black and colorless proud. The signs are big and the smiles are bright. By heaven I reckon its gone be one hell of a night!

Hey Moneyman poor Moneyman you should slip out the back. Cuz the forces of greed are under attack. No bombs or bullets or rocks or guns. Just hashtag's and voices at the tops of their lungs!

And Moneyman Moneyman I wont need a ride. But if you need me…

You can find me outside.

By Wasalu "Lupe Fiasco" Jaco


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Welcome to the Poetry of Occupy Wall Street! Welcome to the financial capital of the United States of America and the World!




Purchase a PDF copy of "The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves" Poetry and Song Lyrics Book for $5.00 now



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.”

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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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Purchase a copy of Laurent Dubois Descartes's "The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves" from Amazon Kindle right here, right now.


Purchase a copy of Laurent Dubois Descartes's The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves from Barnes and Noble as a nook ebook


Purchase a PDF copy of "The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves" Poetry and Song Lyrics Book for $5.00 now



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.

Purchase a PDF copy of "The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves" Poetry and Song Lyrics Book for $5.00 now


=================
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

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Waves of the Human Microphone: OWS - The Poetry@Occupy Wall Street, Songs, and Lyrics of Occupy Wall Street Movement

Welcome to the Poetry of Occupy Wall Street! Welcome to the financial capital of the United States of America and the World!




Purchase a copy of Laurent Dubois Descartes's "The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves" from Amazon Kindle right here, right now.


Purchase a copy of Laurent Dubois Descartes's The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves from Barnes and Noble as a nook ebook


Purchase a PDF copy of "The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves" Poetry and Song Lyrics Book for $5.00 now



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.

Purchase a PDF copy of "The Wall Street's Human Microphone Waves" Poetry and Song Lyrics Book for $5.00 now


=================
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