Michael G. Weston Poet Rhyme

We Are the Sum

We are the sum, we are the whole,
A product twined by every soul. 
We are the cast, we are the mold,
Defined by lies and truths we’ve told.

We are the plague, we are the cure,
Old minds corrupt and young hearts pure.
We are the wars, we are the peace,
We’re life’s first breath and death’s release.

We're every voice, we're every tongue
We are the rests in anthems sung. 
The artist's brush, the sculptor's clay: 
We are the canvas on display.

We’re rushing flood, we’re scorching drought,
Saint Peter’s faith, Saint Peter’s doubt.
We are the loaf, we are the crumb,
We are the whole, we are the sum.

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