Eric Cockrell


In Their Veins - Poem by Eric Cockrell

sleep with the weeping ones,
and walk in their shoes...
their faces always before me,
i feel the cuts on their fingers.
i hear the gutteral voices of suffering,
too naked to speak words.
my blood runs in their veins,
and theirs in mine!


Comments about In Their Veins by Eric Cockrell

  • (8/13/2012 5:21:00 PM)


    well expressed poem-touching.. (Report) Reply

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  • (8/13/2012 4:55:00 PM)


    Like it quiet haunting, a fantastic poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012



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