the occupation

is the occupation

of our own souls

our own truth

when the drones sweep the parks clean

they see only crazies, lost, homeless, dirty, pathetic souls

and at first glance they might convince themselves

but a deeper look

shows the beauty 

that we are not crazy

lost souls have been creating their own community

for a very long time

shunned by institutions

hated by institutions

'helped' by institutions

coming together

in hope

in desire

in desperation

in love

determined in spirit

fearless and godless

ready to take on the world

longing for connection

previously denied

the occupy movement

was but a culling

a weeding out

of those who will stand

and those who won't

if you're not one of us

it is you

who is lost