Words Worth

This is it

all I’ve got left

a few words

of the infinity of words

traversing lips

since words began.

So many things have become

because of words: wars fought 

and lost or won,

charters and declarations

trying to put into words

what should be done.

So many people stirred by words…

“Yeah, that’s right, that’s the ticket!”

…as if they understood the words

they though they heard.

Millions moved,

nations created

and destroyed 

by words.

Nobody talked their way 

out of confusion

Nobody talked their way 

into enlightenment.

The little voices inside your head

are merely words with no place to go,

recycling momentum of ideas you had,

bullying the senses aside, 

creating the impression you know.

Trapped by language…choosing familiar

concepts to justify the self created cage

we sing from, feigning freedom.

Yes, we have prepared faces 

to meet with other faces, 

painting ourselves with the makeup

of self reference without relevance,

shocked when we hear our own voices.

Words have been weaponized at this time.

Shotgun blast of rhetoric mixed with emotion.

Only poetry and music give meaning

to words you can take to the bank,

which is why the great yogis sang.