Eric Cockrell


Love Defiled - Poem by Eric Cockrell

spirits wail in the napalm night,
bodies without faces walk deserted streets.
dreams whisper from cardboard boxes,
ants walk with angel's feet.

the sound of mouth's stricken,
deeper than just need.
the soul of fire shudders,
while glass eyed leeches feed.

history written with grave cost,
we are what we have done.
while outside the door anger lurks,
and the bullet seeks the gun!

gods? i think not....
even demons fear to tread.
the hand takes from its own heart,
and leaves the hunger for dead.

bells ring with hollow haunt,
fear drives the nails in the cross.
even tears of blood cannot repair,
what love defiled leaves as loss!


Comments about Love Defiled by Eric Cockrell

  • (5/23/2012 11:17:00 AM)


    Love the line, we are what we have done,
    so true, a fantastic poem.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 23, 2012


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