“A forklift carrying barricades held up a crowd of commuters…”
-Los Angeles Times
With frosted breath, hands gloved against the cold A working man forklifts the barricades Into the streets, that he may block himself From musical celebrations of work
Inside the temporary Palace of Culture Musicians are being told what to wear What they are for, and what they are against Their speeches scrolled on discreet telescreens
The workers barred from work shiver and wait For artists great, who never pay the freight