rooster crowing, <br />dogs barking, rain falling, <br />almost a tease... <br /> <br />the price of gas rising, <br />the cost of life rising, <br />Wall Street speculates... <br /> <br />gambling with human lives. <br />so many walk the edge, <br />teetering with every blow... <br /> <br />the sound of distant trumpets! <br />small people have big hearts, <br />picking up pieces of lives, <br /> <br />scattered like trash <br />on highways that devour. <br />strong candles stay lit, <br /> <br />flicker with the storm, <br />yet the light remains, <br />the light remains... <br /> <br />rooster crowing, <br />sleep pillows laid aside, <br />the hunters and gatherers <br /> <br />tuck their children neath their arms!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hunters-and-gatherers/
