Sacrifice Poem by Eric Cockrell

Sacrifice



We who sacrifice,
By hunger bled.
By struggle carved.
By seasons bent.

Who love as breath,
Beyond all choice.
Who follow no one,
Yet walk beside all.

Who born of grief,
By joy purged.
Take of the cup,
And swallow deeply.

Who formed from dirt,
To dirt return.
Then turn the wheel,
By silent song!

Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: joy,purpose
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