I Am (Blunt Edge)

E Eric Cockrell Eric Cockrell
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i am... the blunt edge, the jagged rim. the cold shock of truth, the common sense statement. the nuclear missiles dismantled, and the guns laid down. the food needed for the hungry, and the collapse of systems. i am equal distribution, the need and right to work. i am Friday night, and Sunday morning, the wedding dress put away. i am education for the poor, and rehab for the addict. i am the dignity of death made by the dignity of life! i am the rose and the broken mower, the cow milked every morning. i am the poetry of the common, and the sacred ground they walk. i am the baby born in poverty, and the chance that must be. i am the prisoner who did his time, and the job that he needs. i am the long haul trucker, the steel worker, and the nurse. i am the doctor who runs the clinic on the poor side of town. i am the young couple making love, twenty five years later! i am the stink of garbage, the incense, and the candle!

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