Eric Cockrell

i took the multi-colored hand
that pulled me up out of the ditch,
reaching back to grab another's hand,

and do the same for him.
i walked the streets with those
who came from other places....

i took the time to listen
to their stories and their needs.
i stood with them in lines,

in the face of the furor....
i looked into the eyes
of their children, felt their heartbeats....

and i knew in my own heart
there's no real difference there....
people and their families

just trying to survive....
the family of people,
all desiring to be human!