Beggers, Scoundrels, And Saints

trinity, infinity,
borrowed matches,
unread books.

hallowed hands, man to man,
digging deep,
with sharpened hooks.

reach to the sky, live or die,
dare to breathe
the naked air.

risk it all, before the fall,
be remembered
because you care.

children of the stars, destiny calls.
climb over hurdles, walk through walls.
what can be held holds what cant....
beggers, scoundrels, and saints!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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