The Word
By: Jerry Landry
April 18, 2002

We.

What does that work mean?
I can't comprehend it.
It's unlike anything I've ever heard before.

We.

My life is my own,
But now it's ours.
What fruit have I sown?
What if the fruit sours?

We.

I can't truly believe
That the dreams are manifest
Like out of a magician's sleeve,
And reality copes with the rest.
Through fact the dreams cleave
And rest like an uninvited guest.

We.

It shatters all preconceptions.
It defies the truth of the past.
The word comes out of nowhere.

We.

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