we spend enough money
in this country on our drug addictions,
to feed the world.
think about it!
we spend enough money on war,
to house the homeless.
what are we thinking?
we spend all of our lives
working for something
that does not last...
that is not real.
dont you think
it's time we changed?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An absolutely superb poem, these are our 21st century 'leaves of grass', this is the poetry of a 21st century Walt Whitman; Eric Cockrell realizes writes with an immortal gift, inherent in his poetry, from his first poems read so long ago; our dreams of peace sing in the ethos of his words.