Another Day, Another Adventure
another day, another adventure! started off writing
in one direction, and then turned like a wave with
a mind of its own... i never know, and rarely plan...
the more i look for beauty, the more simple raw
ugliness i see!
and so again am reinforced by the sacred in the mundane,
the thousand tiny universes of the common and simple...
the strength that rises from weakness... the courage born
of fear... and the hunger for truth that defies and stands
in the field of the lie!
it's too easy to see the mistakes of broken people, the misery
that binds them, the hard way they live... and to think 'i'd never
be that way'.... but you already have, for they are a part of you...
often a part you dont wish to see, to acknowledge...
i've lived among broken people, have been broken myself... and
i know how hard it is to break free... some dont have the strength...
many need a hand, often more than once...
i cast judgement on no one... for when i look at people, no matter
how far they've fallen, or what they've done.... all i see is me!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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