Around # 4 Poem by Eric Cockrell
Around # 4
overthrow, it's time to go,
enough is finally enough.
the heart dont lie, the tears you cry,
the hard work of human love.
look to God, look back at self,
the burden's on our backs.
the future's there, if we care,
enough to take it bacK!
and the worrld comes crashing down.
in too deep, the fearful drown.
stand up and be, or just sit down.
what goes around comes around!
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