Poem - 9.
Text is the largest number.
No other is like it.
Poem can feed your children.
It saturates the being of the condemned.
It is the lard of the starving;
the pain of salvation;
the undying word of the singular prophets.
The single watching from afar.
The afar watching the close-at-heart.
No other being is recycled;
Lives through the ages,
like the genome of perfection.
Man is the poetry of god.
Although god may be dead,
we; live through the words.
Creating the world to our pleasure
Leaving only the breath of leaves
to carry the complexion of freedom
The need is freedom from words
Freedom from the overpowering
will of the others like it.
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