Eric Cockrell

Are We? - Poem by Eric Cockrell

the body hanging on the cross,
was bread, medicine, and human...
ears alive, eyes seeing, heart beating,
till the end.
hands open, feet walking,
till driven by nails...
of such is true religion!

are we then any of these things?

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2012

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