The Way To Success Poem by Eric Cockrell

The Way To Success



how many bodies
lie beneath your skyscraper world?
how many broken hands

and broken feet,
every time your stocks go up?
how many faces lost

with every gallon of gas you pump?
how many children are buried
in the vaults of your banks?

how many cries of hunger?
and how many tears?
how many of the silent dead
do you pass on the way to success?

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