Eric Cockrell poems

A Buddha's Eternal Moment

- by Eric Cockrell 7

one lone rose
opened by the sun,
the faint memory of rain,
and the dark damp earth.

reaching to the sky,
petals yearning, at peace...
then, without regret,
wilting back into nothingness...

and no one saw!

A Child Is Dying

- by Eric Cockrell 6

for every tree you cut down,
a child is dying.
for every barrel of oil that
you drill and spill,
a child is dying.
for every coal mine you
rape the earth with,
a child is dying.
for all the nuclear waste
you cannot dispose of,
a child is dying.

for every country you bomb,
a child is dying.
for every chemical you spray
on your vegetables,
a child is dying.

for every river you dam & drain,
a child is dying.
for every oil field you own,
a child is dying.

for every animal you drive
to the brink of extinction,
a child is dying.
for every smokestack, every sweatshop,
and every synthetic thought,
a child is dying.

for every tree you cut down....