The Cost Will Be Great (For Dave) Poem by Eric Cockrell
The Cost Will Be Great (For Dave)
riots,
city streets vomit;
angry, the earth erupts,
sick of it's sickness.
bodies flung against bodies
with a blinding rage...
the faceless demanding faces,
the nameless demanding names.
not knowing, not understanding,
peace, fullness, equality, freedom...
all begin within...
pushed in bloody blackened corners,
lashing out with survival teeth...
change will come,
but the cost will be great!
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5/21/2024 1:12:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A great poem, when people start these riots they always think of there and then, never about after. A great write. Thankyou.