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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Live Or To Rot!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">we have crawled back<br>into our shells, <br>made primitive by technology, <br>still drunk with past successes, <br>we would deny the pain of loss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">conditioned to become nonpeople, <br>we build divisions and walls...<br>that in the end become our prison, <br>and finally our graves.<br>what are we so afraid of? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">does it take being slapped<br>in the face by devastation? <br>does it take being hungry<br>to bring back taste? <br>the god we've wrapped in moth balls, <br>deserts us, and well should! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are flesh and blood, <br>sweat and excrement...<br>and dammit, family, <br>who've become dysfunctional! <br>we swallowed the lie, <br>and it consumed us! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">we either choose<br>to live or to rot! <br>time has betrayed us, <br>the hammer is raised.<br>are we only shadows and mists? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or are we hands, <br>hands made of hearts? <br>hearts made of flesh, <br>that smells like god! <br>a god as real as the human condition!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389374" data-title="To Live Or To Rot! de Eric Cockrell" data-description="we have crawled back into our shells, made primitive by technology, still drunk with past successes, we would deny the pain of loss. conditioned to become nonpeople, we build divisions and walls... that in the end become our prison, and fina..."></div> </div> </div>
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