Daddy, Come Home!
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Eric Cockrell
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a young woman holding
two babies stands by
a soldier's grave...
while the would be politicians
keep pimping for the vote,
and Wall Street keeps on
doing business as usual.
with her foot she brushes
the leaves from the marker...
and the oldest child whispers,
daddy, come home!
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