They	
		are here from Detroit		
		     they are looking angry
	              Guns in the air, with exuberant	
				exasperating 
				glee and hard work; workmen warriors
				heroes of the hammer
			master of pressing machine automation of	
			THE STEEL MILLS: THE GREAT STEAL MILLs	
		   				FOUNDRIES
 		                  CAR FACTORIES and thoughts and words	
				feelings and colors and whole giant
			PROBLEMS... WE have them and they are
					vicously
				moving       creeping up around
			Chain link fences and old damn boards that
				should have been replaced
                           YEARS and years and years ago but time has had 			
                     them and it has feasted well
		          
				air is filled with a 
		"god damnit how much longer" sort of tension
			air that's smoky, ready to show
	air filled with perspiration and copper, copper smell and copper taste.		
                          enough to drive anyone mad
		
		but all over now, street marching like drum beats
			move and move out, permeation
		 copper over iron and gun over blood
			boats men determination fear; fear
				COaxed	
					  out of those old smokestacks
					  industrial prisons with day 
					  in day out dry cut dry wall
					  policies.
			
			but not anymore.

		each stride turn of the wrench movement
		pull of the trigger click click slide
		smash and grab steal and continue
		each night one goal new purpose
			create a workmans' paradise
			out of a workmans' city
			DETROIT!		
	Only one option for men so desperate by a thing
			        so desperate for that place
			only reason now to:
			take it back
	      and make it whole with the pieces