Wednesday, August 14, 2024

Word Prattle

Its only words,

         But beware of their strength.

Words to make mountains

         Come tumbling down.

Loud confrontations,

         Bold conversation

Where blanket cessation

         Of reason abounds.

 

Droning in monotone,

         Boring the furniture.

 Singing in baritone,

         Thrills for the soul.

Spreading the news so

         Exciting, inviting.

Broadcasting views to

         The suffering folds.

 

Beaches awash in

         The white sands of history

Seeking to separate

         Sane from absurd.

Time prattles on

         Without judgment, unruffled.

Destinies turn

         On a single word.

 

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