"This poem is dedicated to the Occupy movement whose courage is changing the world. Stay Strong. We are Winning." -- Zack De La Rocha

The beginning spills through city veins

Into the arteries

And under powers poison clouds

We move like the shadows

Through the alleyways

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

Its flame restores tomorrow's 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