Stand Beneath It Poem by Eric Cockrell

Stand Beneath It



the truth...
-not oil,
seeping down

into dips and lows.
cannot be bought
and sold with the lives

of the innocents....
or traded on world markets
for human values and dignity...

but a great oak,
strong, firm, unyielding
in the face of storms

and heavy winds....
giving a home to the wings
of freedom... and shade

to those who stand beneath it!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raymond Uyok 12 October 2011

Truth is resilient; I love the metaphor 'great oak' nice piece!

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