Do We Sleep.... Poem by Eric Cockrell

Do We Sleep....

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do we sleep in the stillness,
the moment after the guns are laid down.
the day the war on terror
becomes the war on poverty.
the day different colors means rainbows,
when fists are retired, and ears are opened.
the day when the distance to god
becomes two hands open in dialogue.
the day we see ourselves naked,
and are not ashamed!

Friday, July 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty,war
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