Wall Street Hostages

Wailing in the city beyond bridge and bog Austerity choking the dreams in cribs Loans have dried up, at noon there is fog Leverage everything, he pawns his ribs She drinks and staggers to the new trade Traditions fall apart by the will to live Recession crawls and curls atop the spade Economy everywhere has nothing to give Except for the looters, fat and cool Teamsters and workers are like barren mule Heavy in debt, blind, blind the arguments Owners of nothing no business can grow Subtle the pipers anethestic of discontents Thousands are homeless, pension like snow Amassed and melted under paws of greed Governments are impotent, bankers rule Excess they blame on the workers in need Suffering hides in shame, but dogs do drool.