Anthologies of language form, the core of man’s suppositions,
Breathing life into the Word with grace and contrition.
Counting, countless citizens mass to pray their propositions
Doubtless to postpone the day of their forewarned superstitions.
In the Beginning there was the Word and the Word was …
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011
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