WORDS
A veritable palate, blowing winds, moving lips
Tongue moving, air hissing through teeth tips
An everyday occurrence, unconscious event
Meaningless, meaningful, expressions that patent
Cultures, ancestry, homeland, hear your roots
Yet can be faked, like a mask worn that puts
Your life, self, behind smoke screen and hazy glasses
Until you submerge and move yourself in faux dances
Swirling, twirling, moving to the beat that you insisted you follow
So possessing you that who you really are is forgotten on the morrow
Parading your mind for all to see, yet hidden as well
The nuances, the intricacies of emphasis and pride that swell
One can lie and one can speak the truth as one sees fit
These words that break, forgive, heal, and complete
Truth is not one solitary road to your destination
Occasionally traversing paths that bring you complication
A living, breathing being that you gave life to
Yet growing, maturing, moving away from you
It augments, advances, corrupting, improving
Crass, inane, beautiful, elegant; this, is speaking
Conveying so much of thoughts, emotions, of your seeming totality
Words that convince you of lies, truth, kindness, and brutality.