When All Else Is Gone... (For Terrence Craddock)
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Eric Cockrell
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when all else is gone,
they take your dignity.
in the place of truth,
take your identity.
on backs bent with work,
and the cooking pot empty...
no tomorrow, take today,
no money, take your family!
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