Snowfall

Bloomberg’s Manhattan
It was cold that year
One percent of something sleeping in door man buildings
The banks flat lining
Deep debt starts to turn into fear
Then it’s one then another then another now something is happening
We are the ones who open the doors
We are the ones who drive the cars
We are the ones who make the food
We are the ones who tend the bars
Demonstrating a city government’s discomfort with the truth
Peacefully everyone had something to say
Free people speak to money and power
With ideas keeping violence at bay
Still there were police and there was pepper spray
We are the ones who open the doors
We are the ones who drive the cars
We are the ones who make the food
We are the ones who tend the bars
Snowfall in Zuccotti Park
Snow fall again
Snowfall in Zuccotti Park
Snow fall again
Snowfall in Zuccotti Park
Snow fall again
Snowfall in Zuccotti Park
Snow fall again