Eric Cockrell


Our Children! - Poem by Eric Cockrell

those brown skinned babies...
starving in Haiti, Africa,
and around the world.
laying dead victims
of bombing and gunfire...
are our children.
those white skinned,
black skinned babies,
born into the housing developments
and trailer parks,
into crackhead pill popping
poverty... those,
are our children too!
those blood stained babies,
found in desperate dumpsters,
our children, again.
those unborn babies,
born into hopeless situations,
or never to be born
into a world cold and hard...
our children too!


Comments about Our Children! by Eric Cockrell

  • (6/22/2012 12:33:00 AM)


    Yes...Our children
    I totally agree
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  • (4/14/2012 2:37:00 PM)


    sadly the the children will always pay the price for the world, the children did not make the wars and the drugs
    but it is them who will pay. a great poem.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 14, 2012



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