Who said

that words cannot evoke

the sincerest and most honest

feelings of a human being?

We are not cockroaches

that can live forever--

even in the midst of a nuclear

war.

We are not lizards

that crawl on the ceiling

waiting for their insect-prey,

and hardly can fall.

We are not a mimosa plant

that is touch-me-not

and closes its leaves

when it is visited.

We are things.

We are everything.

We are who we chose to be.

But we can even cry a river,

sail a thousand miles,

climb every mountain,

reach the sky.

That is because our hearts

and minds say the words

that are not found in the

dictionary.

We fold.