Cutting Edge Poem by Eric Cockrell
Cutting Edge
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the cutting edge of truth,
sharper than diamond;
with no sympathy for slivers
of illusions that fall.
our greatest fear lurks
in smoke-filled mirrors...
we spend all our lives
running from ourselves!
but death takes no prisoners,
no half-truths or pretensions.
we are but what we have given
when this house of cards falls in!
Friday, August 12, 2011
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