Freedom Dont Turn Your Guns On Me!
police state, aggravate,
empty buildings on fire!
aggitate, demonstrate,
against the potent liars!
poverty, humility,
anger buys a gun.
empty prayers, nobody cares,
desperate on the run!
freedom dont turn your guns on me!
beat down, pushed around, still free.
take my house, not my dignity!
freedom dont turn your guns on me!
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More Affordable
which is more affordable,
more cost efficient?
to grow corn and potatoes,
or manufacture guns and ammo?
to make the medicine that heals,
or to invade other countries?
to build housing for the homeless,
or to prop up banks that fail?
to help addicts get clean,
or build more prisons?
to change the system,
or to watch it fall?
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Sleeping Alone
sleeping alone...
tastes like burnt wood chips,
three days after the fire.
yesterday's cold cup of coffee,
spider webs, and bones.
metal shavings,
and empty boxes.
bullets on the shelf.
the broken edge of the cup,
blood on the tip of the tongue.
dust, and brown leaves,
the first winter freeze.
sleeping alone...
tastes like death!
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Who Turns Out the Lights?
what happens when
the United States of America
cant pay the rent?
i mean, do we get evicted?
do we pack up our senators
and congressmen, and
load them on the back
of an old pickup truck...
and send them into the great
beyond? what happens?
do Native Americans get it back?
do the Chinese take over?
and who turns out the lights?
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Morning Thought
the heart that
insulates itself
against getting hurt...
insulates itself
against loving,
and being loved.
only by wading deep
into the pool of suffering
and pain...
are we set free
to dance the dance
of communion...
there is a healing
in giving without thought
of getting back...
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Our Only Chance (For Redemption)
our only chance
......for redemption
.........as a people....
lies in our willingness
........to listen,
...........to give a damn,
and to get involved
....at all costs.
understanding begins
within, and reaches out
.....to the same vein
.........of humanity
that we all share!
redemption!
...listening
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Thoughts-2
'a man's supposed to provide for his family...'
i see them standing in line at the unemployment office...
or working whatever job they can get,
for half of what they're worth.
half-drunk, and pounding their fists
against the wall...
(praying for a gun)
i know how it feels to be trapped...
dont tell me we're not supposed to be angry!
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Democracy Died
democracy died...
and no one noticed.
freedom flew from the window,
left a shadow on the perch.
they buried equality
in an unmarked grave.
put the faces of unborn children
on milk cartons no one saw.
they sold justice on the block,
and invested in oil...
now the only sounds in the wasteland,
oil rigs pumping, and the cawing of crows!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Morning Birds
i undress you in silence
with words that have fingers,
and need not sound,
or form....
embracing the light
hidden in your darkness,
i lick the years from your eyes.
and coming like rain,
i release your suffering,
drunk on the scent
of your being...
the song of morning birds,
a gift left by the wind...
on the step by your door!
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Carry The Torch
carry the torch high
through storms, wind,
and waves....
through battles against
forces unseen and unknown....
through night and day....
through want and need,
through living and death,
through prayer and doubt...
through hope and hopelessness....
carry it high, carry it always!
the torch that can only be lit
with human kindness!
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