Smell The Stink! Poem by Eric Cockrell

sticks and stones,
Smith and Jones...
pedantic thoughts,
and mechanical arms.
broken shell, dipped in hell,
buy or sell, price foretells...
hearts dont beat,
safe from harm!

tried and true,
old and new...
bruises worn,
scars are touched.
me and you, dare to do,
only the few, coming to...
so take little,
give back much!

feel too much, too hard to think,
light a smoke, take a drink.
choice before us, swim or sink...
taste the hurt, smell the stink!

feed the hunger,
simple wonder.
mouths and feet,
in the street.
real and hope, grab the rope,
better than dope, dipped and soaked.
break the glass,
feel the heat!

feel too much, too hard to think,
light a smoke, take a drink.
choice before us, swim or sink...
taste the hurt, smell the stink!