Eric Cockrell

Off Of My Feet! - Poem by Eric Cockrell

shaking the dust
off of my feet...
marching onwards to Jericho,
a trumpet by my side.
living on manna,
and the almost forgotten dream
of the promised land.

knowing what a man does
is washed away by the rain,
and what a man believes
is lost in the night.
but what a man gives
stands like a mountain,
season after season,
till all becomes still!

shaking the dust
off of my feet....
tipping my hat,
following the crow!

Comments about Off Of My Feet! by Eric Cockrell

  • Adeline Foster (4/11/2012 3:47:00 PM)

    Ah no! What a man believes is the only thing that can never be taken away, as long as it is accurate. Read mine - If there be no God -
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012

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