Eric Cockrell

When You'Re Done! - Poem by Eric Cockrell

pick up your tools,
sweep the floors,
haul off the trash...

when you're done.
take down the signs.
lay down your guns....

leave your morals at the door!
box up your visions,
take down your cross...

sing your last song!
set the fire, fan the flames,
turn off the light....

when you're done!

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

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