Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
Infinite One
Number is dumber
Said Word to the One
‘I am complete
and you’ve just begun.”
One stood there silent
What could he say?
He patiently listened
While Word had his way
Word had such weapons
From Hate to Seethe;
An alphabet ready
To do as he pleased
Word, with its power,
Could neither divide
nor conquer that which
Word was inside
He yelled, “I am free,
I will overcome!’
But no Word can break
The Infinite One.
2-17-24