Camped at City Hall

October 24, 2011
Camped at City Hall, sea birds…
     … hover under iron
     pilings, stone blocks massive labor’s
     hands calloused, nails ragged washed
     under water drawn from distant rains
     rivers – waiting supper in a row house kitchen

     buried now, or lost, or burned -- workers – ashes scattered
     built this – the masons, stone-cutters
     glaziers, carvers
     of lions heads/ Justice
     sways
     above our tents
     tattoo of rain

     wait out the night
     & know -- that history huddles here – in the cold
     listen –
                 listen to their cries --
     white wings by morning light
     open to the sun