True Passion Poem by Eric Cockrell
True Passion
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miracle and dust, who do you trust,
there's more than we allow.
beneath the grain, born in the pain,
the reality of now.
Jesus saves, yet we dig the graves,
for the poor and downtrodden.
not much loss, they pay the cost,
the beaten and forgotten!
my religion is compassion.
swords to plowshares slowly fashioned.
you can be what you imagine....
unconditional, true passion!
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4/19/2024 11:08:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sure we can see your passion when you write it all here, wisdom is your ink color and inspired us not only as a written paper but thought in the air...Precious! _Unwritten Soul