Have Names!
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Eric Cockrell
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sirens and lights
rape the night sky;
beaten, terrorized,
loaded like cattle
and taken away.
while on the stage,
the puppets turn,
voices piped in from afar....
the homeless family
breaks in a vacant house....
the children hushed and
huddling for warmth....
lights from a passing car,
on the sign, foreclosed!
food scraps taken from the trash,
a dog barking down the street.
pepper spray, batons, a blanket....
and a gas station closed....
even the pumps have names!
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