This is an excerpt from a longer poem
published in Metamorphosis of a Narcissist, 2005.
In the beginning was the word
and the word was …
all that mattered
because without the word
we wouldn’t be able to ask the question:
What is the word?
Asking led to the quest for the
One Perfect Answer.
Posing one word against another
so began the war
the war of the words
And everyone knows that the word
is mightier than the sword.