Poem: The Other Occupation

(Occupy Oakland, Occupy Denver and other occupations in solidarity with Occupy Wall Street have been forcibly evicted by riot police. To make sure that these citizens do not peaceably gather on the grass again in Denver, thousands of dollars are being spent to have police and state patrol protect the grass. After seeing the around 25 state patrollers occupying the capitol lawn and a bunch of Denver police occupy the city park after 11pm, wasting our tax money and impeding on our rights to peaceable assemble, I wrote this poem.)

I wanted to thank you,
For protecting the weak,
For standing for the rights,
Of those who could so easily be trampled,
For securing what cannot speak for itself.

Thank you for protecting the grass,
For it cannot speak for itself.

I suppose we, the people, do not need your protection,
Because we have mouths to speak
And hearts to control our future of peace
A future of solidarity
A future that we can all have hope in.

So thanks again for protecting the grass,
And maybe next year you will stand with us,
In a future of solidarity.

Are the pictures below of Tiananmen Square or the United States?

http://jpdobrin.com/blog/2011/10/occupy-oakland-tuesday-protest-photography/

Photos of Occupy Oakland by J. P. Dobrin Photography http://jpdobrin.com/blog/2011/10/occupy-oakland-tuesday-protest-photography/Photos of Occupy Oakland by J. P. Dobrin Photography http://jpdobrin.com/blog/2011/10/occupy-oakland-tuesday-protest-photography/

Photo from occupydenver.org

Photos of Occupy Oakland by J. P. Dobrin Photography http://jpdobrin.com/blog/2011/10/occupy-oakland-tuesday-protest-photography/Photos of Occupy Oakland by J. P. Dobrin Photography http://jpdobrin.com/blog/2011/10/occupy-oakland-tuesday-protest-photography/

Photos of Occupy Oakland by J. P. Dobrin Photography http://jpdobrin.com/blog/2011/10/occupy-oakland-tuesday-protest-photography/Photos of Occupy Oakland by J. P. Dobrin Photography http://jpdobrin.com/blog/2011/10/occupy-oakland-tuesday-protest-photography/

About Amy Marschak

I have been writing since I was little and found myself bored but yet still trapped in a classroom. So instead of staring out the windows at school, I would write poetry in the margins of all of my school notes. And in this way I could pass the time without having to listen to the teacher when they were being boring or depressing. A few of these poems are in my first book “Poetry for All Those Breathing” which is now in its Seventh Printing. Poetry has always been a way for me to be heard by my family. If I would simply state how I felt, I would frequently be ignored but if I wrote it as a poem, what I had to say would be listened to. Sometimes my parents would even cry when they heard my poetry.